This audiobook is narrated by a digital voice.

Sarah Chen stared at the blinking cursor on her laptop screen, its rhythmic pulse mocking her inability to write the opening sentence of her novel. The coffee shop around her buzzed with the familiar sounds of espresso machines hissing and conversations blending into white noise, but she felt suspended in a bubble of creative paralysis.

She had been sitting here for three hours, having consumed two lattes and a stale blueberry muffin, yet the document remained painfully blank except for the title she had typed and deleted seventeen times: "The Story Within." It wasn't that she lacked ideas; quite the opposite. Her mind overflowed with characters, plots, and scenarios, but every time she tried to commit one to the page, a strange sensation washed over her, as if the act of writing might somehow alter reality itself.

The feeling had started three weeks ago when she'd begun experiencing what she could only describe as glitches in her daily life. Small things at first: conversations that seemed to repeat themselves word for word, strangers who appeared to be reading from invisible scripts, and an uncanny sense that her life was following predetermined patterns. She had dismissed these experiences as stress-induced paranoia brought on by her approaching deadline, but they had grown more frequent and more unsettling.