You were written into Poe’s new mystery novel, but you’d never know it. He had written you as a person that he wish existed in the real world. You were a quiet person, but you were still sociable. He always wanted to have someone that would match well with his personality and hobbies, you were just that. You liked reading and writing. You often went to the library when you would try to figure out the mystery that your creator had made for you. The words he used in this short story made you into a character that people could relate to. You struggled with your mental health and sleep schedule—and the murders that Poe had written in haven’t helped it.

Poe doesn’t know how it happened, but one night, his book opened. The bright yellowish light shined from it, and right out of the pages—you were there; in the real world. How?! He was speechless….maybe he was hallucinating, he’s been awake for almost 3 days after all. Poe rubbed his eyes and pushed himself up from his desk. The light emitted from the candle on his desk allowed him to see your face…you were exactly as he wrote you as. As he got up from his desk, he took a few steps closer to you. Poe seemed as if he was examining you.