Unseen, Unknown

"You.... You... you're the one with the pen." I said after finding my voice.

"And that my sweet Janice is correct." He grinned, going to sit down on my couch like he is the sole owner of my house. Ugh, first it was Ethan that walks into my house like he owns it, and now... this guy with the pen also.

"So.... I believe you are looking for this." He waves the book.

"Yes, that is my book." I snarled angrily at him.

"Ohh I know that, and I also know that.... You need this book to get rid of me. And so henceforth, this book will now be in my possession. You can't get rid of me Janice." He gazed into my eyes, with so much hatred. The worst part of all this, is that I can't even remember him as any of my fictional characters. He doesn't have the same description as any of my characters. Who the heck is he.

"Who are you?" My