Scaramouche frantically reads the page again, not believing his eyes as he scanned the same sentence over and over.

You died? His favorite character in the entire novel series, died?!

"Goddamnit the author is so-..."

THUD.

His words trailed off as he stares at the unknown figure collapsed on the floor of his bedroom who very clearly wasn't there before.

Why were you in his bedroom, when you were a character in a novel? How did you even get here?