The wood creaks and I know he’s behind me. I clear my throat.


You don’t know me, but I know you. I watched you during the entire night at the Architect’s. You narrowly escaped with your life.

I want to offer you help. I’ve developed a wire, which is much like a rope but with greater strength. So strong that you can pull things towards you, or if they’re sufficiently ground enough, you towards them. It’s on the table behind me.

Good luck. Take down the Thief-Taker General. Humiliate him along the way.”

I don’t hear anything for a long time. When I finally work up the courage to look behind me, the wire is gone.

Girl with needs and fears