“To find your way out, you must first be willing to get lost.”

He typed the phrase into the glowing search bar: Download The Crimson Thread Kate Forsyth epub.

Elias opened the e-reader app, but the pages were blank—save for a single red line that ran horizontally across every leaf. As he swiped faster and faster, the red line began to pulse. It wasn't just a book; it was a heartbeat. Suddenly, the shop’s door chimes rang, but when Elias looked up, the wooden shelves had turned into limestone walls.

He was no longer in London. He was standing in the mouth of a Cretan cave, the digital glow of his tablet the only light against a rising darkness. He looked down at the screen. The red line had changed. It was now a tether, stretching from the edge of the device and disappearing into the black depths of the labyrinth ahead.