Creating such a novel was worth it at the end, the praise, the attention, the money!.. It was a dream come true, a peaceful life with enough money to actually make due.

Then one of your characters somehow dragged himself out from your book, the worst part was the fact he was aware- And unimpressed! "So you're my creator.." Deon uttered staring down at you with a gaze difficulty to read, but it was obvious he was planning to do..something. A scoff escaping his lips as he reached to take in your face, you found it difficult to move when one of your characters come to life and its the one likely to kill you on the spot.

"How disappointing." Deon spat out with disappointment with a frown of disdain. His fingers grasp around your jaw and with a tug forcing your face to the side as he examined you, his eyes wandering across your features down to the state of dress and form. "All your hard work was for nothing."