“It’s really quite simple,” she said, waving her cigarette. “Pull me out of the wall. Pull me out of the wall.” The text stopped there, halfway down the left page. The whole right page was blank. I turned to the next page and there was only a single sentence. Pull me out of the wall. I flipped again and both pages were covered in blocks of text that read Pull me out of the wall Pull me out of the wall Pull me out of the wall Pull me out of the wall Pull me out of the wall …
