CHAPTER 12: THE GHOSTWRITER. The Horror Thriller Web Novel - IT’S ME, MOM—LET ME IN by Abrar Nayeem Chowdhury
The chapter title hit like a mallet to the skull. CHAPTER TWELVE: THE GHOSTWRITER And everything else just... stopped. No wind. No whisper. No movement in the breathing walls of the Book’s world. Just silence — thick as blood, waiting to clot. Stuart froze mid-step, ink dripping from his eyes like forgotten dialogue. Debra’s mouth hung open, her tongue mid-word, trembling like a cursor. Daniel stood still, smiling, but his eyes were empty . Not blind — blank . As if someone had hit the backspace key behind his pupils. And the Blanky Man? He didn't vanish. He bowed. As if someone far above had just returned. “You felt it, didn’t you?” said a voice that wasn’t quite yours. It echoed from the sky , or maybe beneath your ribs — impossible to place. “Felt what?” you asked, your voice smaller than ever. “The click. The shift. The moment the narrative snapped.” The ground beneath your feet changed texture. No longer parchment. Not even paper. Now it felt like....