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Like it was just talk. “The Black Book,” I said. “Tell me about the Black Book. What is it? Where is it?” Something flickered behind the drunken fog in his eyes. Even now, even this far gone, some part of him recognized that question and didn’t like it. His brow creased. His head tilted. “The Book,” he repeated slowly. “Why do you…” He frowned, struggling to hold the thought. “Why’re you asking about that? S’dangerous. Nobody’s supposed to…”

Another side to him. Then, Elias gasped as her eyes fell on another book. It was sitting on the drawer next to the closet door, and the familiar humiliating title of the book ' My Biker Boy Fantasies ' made her bite her lips. The pages were folded, indicating that he had been reading it recently. "Oh God," Elias murmured as she approached the book, "How long is he gonna keep reading this?!" Just then, Kaelen stepped out of the closet wearing nothing but pants. Elias panicked for a second, startled by the sound and she spun a little too fast.

"What about the service entrance? The one kitchen staff use?" "You know this place that well?" "I lived here for two years. I know every exit." I pointed down another hallway. "Through the east wing. Past the library. Service entrance is hidden behind a pantry door." "Lead the way." We moved fast but quiet. My bare feet silent on marble floors. Bull's tactical boots somehow quieter than they should be. We made it to the library. Ancient books lined the walls, the smell of leather and paper oddly comforting. The service hallway was just beyond—

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I asked. Bibi Kamwe moved like a ghost, pulling a book from beneath the floorboards. The cover was made of some kind of dried, dark leather. It creaked when she opened it. The pages were stained, ink running in twisted scrawls. “You must make the vessel,” she said. “What vessel?”

Much like he'd looked as he had stood on Carrie's porch watching the clouds slowly travel across the sky while calmly sipping his coffee despite the chaos going on around him. Ben returned carrying a load of books in his arms. He heaved the heavy books onto the table before me. I looked down and was surprised at what I saw there. I didn’t know what I had expected. With all that had happened, I had envisioned fantasies of witchcraft, vampirism, mutants, and numerous other explanations involving mythological figures but this I hadn’t anticipated. At the very top of the considerable pile of books lay the King James Bible. “Just the tip of the iceberg, baby.” Richard said as he looked at me and

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