Unwritten: The Watchers Eye

This is not a story.
It's surveillance.
A record of what happens when the line between observer and observed begins to blur when the act of watching becomes a form of possession, and the act of writing becomes a form of escape.
You will meet Stephany.
She is not a hero. She is not a victim. She is not even, strictly speaking, reliable.

She is a woman who begins to suspect that the story she's living is being written by someone else. Or perhaps by a version of herself she no longer recognizes.
There is a book.
It watches her.
She watches it back.