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181 pages, Paperback
First published May 16, 2017

Lena feels every muscle tense as she watches something begin to push its way through the open fold in the president-elect's shirt. She squints, wanting to close her eyes, every horrific thing she's witnessed since coming to work for Sin du Jour flashing through her mind all at once.
The thing forces its way out of the president-elect's body, through his buttoned shirt, and unfurls down his body.
Lena prepares to look away, jaw clenched, but she stops.
It's a ladder.
It's a tiny rope ladder.
Lena is now squinting in confusion rather than horror or terror. There is simply no denying the fact that a miniature rope ladder has been deployed from inside the president-elect's shirt, and is now hanging down to his knees.
It's somehow far less shocking when the little green creature crawls out through the president-elect's shirt and begins descending the ladder, making a noise that sounds to Lena like an old man forced to traverse a flight of stairs.
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The creature is to to three feet tall, bipedal, and has the face of a French bulldog without the charm or humanity. Its skin is dry and cracked, and its color has the dusty, faded appearance of once-vibrant paint long dried. It leaps from the last rung of the ladder and hits the ground with a triumphant hoot.




