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But they didn’t hit bottom.
They landed on a soft, glowing surface—a giant open book, appearing out of nowhere.
Near the edge sat a young man in a t-shirt and jeans, a pencil behind his ear. He looked like any student.
“Nice catch,” said the young man, smiling kindly.
Maya helped Julian up and held the iron key, ready to fight. “Who are you? Are you an Editor?”
“Me? No,” the kid laughed, standing up. “I’m the Ghostwriter. The Author hired me when she was too tired to finish your story. I’ve been keeping you alive while the Board tried to delete everything.”