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The mist had finally won. It had entered the body of the strongest host. There was no stopping it now. The mist began to take over Suzanne’s body. First the body. It immobilized Suzanne. The mist could feel Suzanne struggling, willing herself to move, her every nerve demanding that her muscles react. Then the consciousness. The mist began to enter Suzanne’s consciousness as Suzanne lost hers. It went into Suzanne’s consciousness and saw flashes of Suzanne’s memories.

"We have to reach the 'Reader'!" "How?" "We don't 'Reach' them," I said, a sudden, wild realization hitting me. "We **'Talk'** to them." --- ## The Final Page I reached into my chest one last time. I didn't pull out the Admin-Key. I pulled out the **"Narrative Frame"** itself. I looked directly into the "Void"—directly at **You**.

I take out my phone from my pocket and see Zach's message saying: Zach, 11:30am I am sorry, Tay, about yesterday. Can you please hear me out first, I can explain? I miss you talking to me ☹ I definitely miss talking to him but all I want now is to save myself from a broken heart and switch off my phone without replying to his text. I quickly eat my salad and stand up, telling my friends that I'm going to the toilet. They briskly nod at me and go back to their food. Just as I was about to turn a corner to head to the toilet, someone grabs my hand and my back hits the wall, as blue eyes stare into mine.

Finally, I reached the section where the books that I wanted are located. While I'm looking around I can't find where it was and then suddenly I glimpsed the book I wanted. I tried to reach it but I can't. I'm too small to reach it, and I look at my side to if I can find any ladder there is none. Unexpectedly I felt someone behind my back, and I noticed a hand retrieving the book I wanted. I turned around and look who gets the book and its Art. "Here." He gave me the book, and I accepted it. I blushed a bit and smile at him.

I nodded slowly, realizing what his answer truly meant: the Living Book wasn't here. Whether he didn’t trust me, or the danger was too great to carry it along, I didn’t know. But I stopped searching. Instead, I buried myself in the small cube Zevarion had gifted me, fingers working it restlessly as I tried to anchor my thoughts in the memory of his warmth, his arms, his voice. Each night grew colder. Each morning, darker. And then, on the eleventh day, just as the book had warned, we reached it. The horses slowed, snorting uneasily. Even the wind stilled, as though the very earth held its breath.

, I asked so as to be sure I wasn't hearing things. " You heard me right." He went back to sitting down on his seat and continued reading his book. I stood there like a fool trying to hide how happy I was to work with him " What are you still waiting for?" " Oh!", I cleared my throat and walked towards the door. I forgot to tell him about the meeting we will hold tomorrow.

But I in no way benefit from it, being almost a midget compared to everyone else. I jump to reach the book that is on the top shelf. There’s no stool or ladder in sight, so I attempt to reach it on my own, standing on my tippy toes and leaping to grab it. I’m almost there, I almost grab it. But then, I feel a presence behind me, and a hand reaches out and grabs the book easily before I can. My brain screams at me not to look back but I don’t listen and do just that. I turn back and then, look up at Silas who has followed me for goddess knows why.

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The next day, three hours after training with Miracle and my mates, I was laying down on the bed when my phone rang. It was Avilla, she said she'd be coming over with the book. Within thirty minutes later, I got a text from her that she was outside waiting with Meg. I ran down stairs, smiled at the duo, before leading them to my room. “This is it girl,” Avilla handed the book to me. It was a thick covered book, old looking and had a bit of dusk, but without a tear. I skimmed through it immediately, pursing my lips as my eyes ran across the words.