A small folded piece of paper sits atop the shelf above the empty closet rack. You realize your name is written on it in fine cursive. Who left it there? And how did they know your name?
You almost roll your eyes. Of course they know who you are. If they took your clothes, they must also have your driver's license, your credit cards, and everything else that was in your pockets.
You pluck the note off the shelf and see that it has a wax seal. It looks like a letter one would get from a seventeenth-century government official. The paper itself doesn't look aged, though, and the ink is fresh.
You gently pull the top fold of the note. The seal comes apart without tearing the paper. On the inside, you see more of the same fancy cursive, but despite its intricacy, you are still able to sort out the words.
To the presumptuous girl who came to my house uninvited,
I trust you had a pleasant sleep. It may be the last peaceful rest you will ever have. I've decided not to kill you outright, or banish you to a hellish realm, as I find you pleasing to the eyes. Instead I think I will toy with you for a little while.
If you don't like your new body, don't worry. You won't be keeping it for long. By breaking the seal on this letter, you have activated another transformation. It is happening rather slowly, so you may not have noticed yet, but you will soon enough.
If you promise to behave and don't stir up any trouble, my interest in you may fade quickly. That is your only saving grace. I will allow you to leave only when I have no more use for you. Once I have granted your freedom, you will not be changed any further, nor will you be changed back. It is therefore safe to assume that the shorter your stay in my home, the better off you will be when you are ultimately released.
You may continue using any resources you find, the only difference being now you actually have my permission. You may eat my food and you may sleep in any bed you wish. But remember that I can change you whenever I want into whatever I want, and know that I am always watching.
Sincerely,
Your Host
Your hand trembles as you read the last of the note. What was going on in this house? How could anyone have the power to do what they did to you...and what else were they doing to you at this very moment?