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.
He found it tucked inside the very back of the shelf, hidden behind a loose brick. It wasn't just one page; it was a stack of hundreds. Every Page 9 ever stolen from the archive was gathered there. Elias worked in the basement of the City
Elias didn't look up. He closed his eyes, gripped the paper, and tore it in half. gripped the paper