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- She listened half-heartedly for a while, until boredom set in, and then took out a book and let herself fade from the notice of the world.
- SQUEAK!
- Susan glanced sideways. There was a tiny figure on the floor by her desk. It looked very much like a rat skeleton in a black robe, holding a very small scythe.
- Susan looked back at her book. Such things did not exist. She was quite certain about that.
- SQUEAK!
- Susan looked down again. The apparition was still there. There had been cheese on toast for supper the previous night. In books, at least, you were supposed to expect things after a late- night meal like that.
- 'You don't exist,' she said. 'You're just a piece of cheese.'
- SQUEAK?
- ***
- Soul Music - p28-29
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