She was out in the fresh and fragmented air.  Mr Linden’s library was amusing yet confusing.  Being out of the madhouse, the death cage even, led her to feel nothing but pleasure.

          Later that night, in bed, Grace experienced: twists, turns and tumbles.  She was inside the book.  She kicked and screamed but nothing happened. 

He had warned her about the book.  Now it was too late.

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