It wasn’t just happening to her. Small items started disappearing. First, it was food from the fridge—milk ran out too quickly, bread vanished. Then her favorite lipstick went missing.
Melanie checked the attic, the basement—no one. The alarm never went off. The house was a fortress.
“You’re just overworked with the kids,” her husband reassured her over the phone. “Set up a camera to prove to yourself that you’re just sleepwalking.”
She listened to him. she set up a small motion-activated camera on the bookshelf facing the bed.
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