They Found a Photo of Me Sleeping, Taken Last Night

I backed out slowly, trying not to make noise. Then I heard fabric shift behind me.

I didn't look back. I ran out, slammed the closet door, and called the police.

They found fresh footprints in the dust, not mine. The officer said

whoever it was probably escaped through the basement. Before leaving, he asked if I was

sure I lived alone. Then he showed me what they found under the mattress: a photo of me,

asleep in my bed. The timestamp read, "Last night."