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Elias froze. He turned to the very last page in the stack. It was fresh. The ink was still slightly damp.

Elias didn't look up. He closed his eyes, gripped the paper, and tore it in half. Elias froze

Curiosity finally got the better of him. He took the latest victim—a nondescript diary from the 1920s—and decided to do something he was strictly forbidden from doing: he tracked down the scrap. The ink was still slightly damp

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Every single book in the "C-12" section was missing exactly one thing.

Elias worked in the basement of the City Archive, a place where books went to be forgotten. His job was simple: catalog the "damaged" goods. Most of the time, "damaged" meant a coffee stain or a torn cover. But lately, he had noticed a pattern.

Elias reached for the final sheet of paper, his heart hammering against his ribs. He looked at the words and realized that to stop the story, he would have to stop reading. He looked up, and for the first time, he noticed the shadow standing in the doorway of the archive.