The following dialog was found written on a scrap of paper in the cell of a now missing John Doe. “Some times things go missing, It happens to everyone. For my family it was more than just that. At first it didn’t seem like much. A few missing articles of clothing, my wife’s earrings and some silverware. Then it started to change and things weren’t just going missing anymore. Chairs would be moved to the opposite side of the room. items that didn’t belong to us would replace our missing objects. It continued for weeks before stopping abruptly, and for some time it never occurred again… Until the day the dog went missing. We kept him inside and locked the…