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“Nice to know I’ve been appreciated,” Raider said. A small smile tugged at his mouth – but not enough to become full-fledged.

“I’m thinking D7 this time,” he said, referring to what exit out of the school was best to take. Of course, D7 was not the actual name of the exit. Raider had once assigned names to all the exits, even the secret ones, and had revealed them to no one but Sylvi.

When in school, Raider always had to be a quiet type, when he wasn’t putting up his “reluctant villain” front. He hated that. Hated that he always had to suffocate his thoughts – voicing them out was dangerous, writing them down even more so. Being trapped like this was no way to live.

But out there– out of the school, out of BookEnd, once the two get out of small towns and suburban settings, once they reached unsustainable villages and abandoned gas stations and lonely general stores on the corner of roads, would be places away from the watchful eyes of the fairytale authorities. Only there would Raider feel alive.