Stay home.
Those are the words coming from the prime minister's mouth as he announces the United Kingdom is going into lockdown for three weeks. A silent killer is sweeping the world, and nothing will be the same.
For Lauren Kidwell, lockdown doesn't seem like much of a change to her normal life.
As an author, living by herself in a remote cottage in the Devonshire moorland, she works from home anyway.
She's used to being alone.
Even so, she finds the thought of the next twenty-one days daunting. It's not helped by a sudden bout of writer's block, and panic attacks that occur each time she tries to work.
As the days pass, and her sense of isolation grows, Lauren starts to see things. A footprint that doesn't belong to her in the flowerbed beside an open window. Items disappear only to reappear in a different spot. The food from her pantry goes missing.
Is Lauren's overactive imagination searching for an outlet and so is playing tricks on her?
Or is she not as alone as she thinks?
