Eventually, the town slowly begins to resemble a cemetery, silent and dead still. As Mattina begins to unravel the secrets of Kowhai Street  she discovers, in her own bedroom a mysterious presence. The novel is hijacked by one of Mattina's new neighbours who describes herself as an imposter novelist, as the New Yorker gradually loses her grip on time and place.
Over time, the town transforms into a somber graveyard, devoid of sound and vitality. As Mattina digs deeper into the enigmas of Kowhai Street, she discovers an inexplicable presence in her own bedroom. The novel is taken over by one of Mattina's new acquaintances, who claims to be an impostor writer, as the New Yorker's grasp on reality falters.