As a child, Vanessa had nightmares about the things that might be in her family’s vault. The place was creepy and dark and she was positive that the statue in the place was watching her.

The day she heard that someone had broken into the place looking for valuables and that the statue was missing, she’d been a little hopeful. The statue was gone. Whatever weird feelings it’d given her over the years no longer mattered because it was someone else’s problem now.

When she heard that the thief had turned themselves in and was going on about the statue, though, she knew it would soon be her problem again