I had just moved into a new apartment. It was right at that time that I began to have dreams of a man being in my apartment when I was not there. He was never nice, sometimes he would be sitting on my bed, and other times he would be sitting on my couch. The dreams were a bit unnerving. As the weeks and months went on strange things began to happen. My dog would bark at seemingly nothing. When I got home my television and lights would randomly be on. My kitchenware began to disappear, along with my favorite blanket and candles.