This book, by the pseudo-anonymous D. M. Riddles, is effectively just a creepypasta that's been sucked off its online home and printed, for some inchoate incoherent reason. It's a "scary story" about a kid who finds a cursed notebook that allows him to see reality through the Grim Reaper's eyes, a lá the narration in The Book Thief - and the whole book as such functions more or less like a long, unbroken whinge as the underlying riddle, whatever it is, I can't be bothered to figure it out because it'll probably demand the reading of the two sequels promised to be on their way to follow this one and fuck that noise. I'm dropping this off at Oxfam, don't touch it with a bargepole. Not because it's necessarily cursed, but because it is definitively crap.
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