[ An errant gesture, and the locks throw themselves with no hand to do so. Candles leap to life -- in fact, there seems to be a distinct lack of electric light in the damned place at all beyond one battered lamp, which is apparently there for show. ]

The sign posts swam a bit when you looked at them. A common enough enchantment. To blur the world from Muggle eyes.

Again: You were tailing someone. Who were they, and what were they to you?