Oliver Shuster
Recalling the Invisible for whom it may Concern
today, as I pounced around corners or into empty rooms, everything was back to normal just as I got there. As I got near room 27, I already knew something was different. No one has stayed in that room since we moved here but when I got to the corridor with gently fluttering lights, I saw men in blue overalls carrying in boxes. I carried on walking casually as if I was on my way to another room and being careful not to be seen or heard. As I came to the door I slowed down so I could see what was going on inside. To start with I couldn’t see anything and then my eyes adjusted enough to see stacks and stacks of boxes. There was a strange spicy smell drifting from the room and the muffled sound of loads of voices talking. As I got to the far side of the door I saw white flashes and crackles making shadows jump towards me through the corridor of boxes beyond the door. I walked away quickly and as I turned the corner I saw the delivery men come back out of the room and retrace their steps towards the lift. I need to get my things back or else we’re going to forget one another so easily, Hannah. Maybe I’m weird but even the idea makes me shiver now I think about it. I’m going to have to keep watch of the room whenever I can until it’s empty and then I’ll get in with my keys and quickly rescue my things. It all makes me feel a bit strange and unsettled, like something’s been stolen from me. 8th Apr I had to buy groceries and go to the pharmacy for mum in the morning. After I got back, I went straight up to peer into the room whose door was still ajar. As I poked my head around the corner as carefully as a cat stalking a mouse, I had to wait again for my eyes to adjust before I could see anything. The stacked boxes formed a kind of high corridor with little gaps here and there that the cat in me thought perhaps I might hide in. The light came from the 21