Gadfly Goods

You are in her DMs. She is in my walls. Skulking, skittering, scratching, scraping, screaming, yowling, howling --- she never stops. She never rests. I cannot escape. I passed out from exhaustion the other night, and when I woke up she had sealed the doors as if they were never there. I try punching my way through the wall, but that only makes her cackle louder. Anytime I black out I find she has done something else --- lower the ceiling, close the walls in, slope the floor like a trough, or remove an entire bookcase. I dare not remove from my person anything I wish to keep. The room is so short now that I am forced to crawl on all fours like a beast, and eat the slop she gives me like a dog. I cannot help myself --- the hunger is too strong, and my flesh too weak. I do not understand any of this. How is she doing this? Why is she doing this? She never answers me. She will never tell. Please tell her to stop. You are in her DMs. Please, please... please... plea..