Wherein we’re woven into deceit.

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Writers’ prompt: Amelia is walking down the hallway; her palms are sweating. She looks at her watch and fumbles with a slick package, adorned with a beautiful bow that she is, furtively, clutching. She is looking at door numbers, finds the right one, and walks into…

…our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).

Wherein boundaries are crossed.

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Watch our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).

Wherein we delve into the Animorphs’ den.

Spray a foul odor into our inbox: gwritersanon@gmail.com

Wander the woods to our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).

Wherein we prepare for sweet dreams.

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Hush our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).

Wherein we get egged.

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Crack open our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).

Wherein we can’t break free.

Curse our inbox: gwritersanon@gmail.com

Fatigue our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).

Wherein we count clues.

Ignite out inbox: gwritersanon@gmail.com

Investigate our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).

Wherein we discover what we’re made for.

Deposit an electronic missive: gwritersanon@gmail.com

Passover our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).