A young tabaxi thief lies in wait for someone to steal from… Over and over again

You thought it would be an easy haul.  The mansion has stood empty for years, even decades; everyone knows that.  It’s only superstition that keeps other thieves away. But you’re not afraid.  You know there’s no such thing as ghosts.

Just a dump of hypnovember stories, I’ll try and write one thing per day but no promises! Featuring various characters dependent on inspiration, using whatever is the first prompt list I find that day. Will update it as november goes about. More micro-stories than anything.