Mister B. Gone
Chapter One
Burn this book.
Go on. Quickly, while there's still time. Burn
it. Don't look at another word. Did you hear me?
Not. One. More. Word.
Why are you waiting? It's not that difficult. Just stop reading
and burn the book. It's for your own good, believe me. No, I
can't explain why. We don't have time for explanations. Every
syllable that you let your eyes wander over gets you into more
and more trouble. And when I say trouble, I mean things so
terrifying your sanity won't hold once you see them, feel them.
You'll go mad. Become a living blank, all the you ever were
wiped away, because you wouldn't do one simple thing. Burn
this book.
It doesn't matter if you spent your last dollar buying it. No,
and it doesn't matter if it was a gift from somebody you love.
Believe me, friend, you should set fire to this book right now, or
you'll regret the consequences.
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Go on. What are you waiting for? You don't have a light? Ask
somebody. Beg them. It's a matter of light and death Believe
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