Chloe Sementre leaned back in her chair. Time was of the essence in this equation and Artemis knew it, though he did not know why.
"I see you have had the courage to come this far." She said, turning to her desk and opening a laptop. As the computer opened, the desk and chair were surrounded by darkness so that they seemed to be glowing.
"I'm not finished yet." She said. "Artemis Fowl, in our world only exists as a book character." She smiled, and the grin seemed more ominous than the darkness around her.
"Yes,I said 'our world'. I have found a way to transport human figures from books to reality, and reality to book. You see, the supposed author of this story is not actually the author, but rather a mere piece in my plan." Chloe crossed her arms and studied the desk.
"Welcome to limbo. The limbo between fiction and reality, story and truth. This is not a story. Though it may seem like one. And my name is not Chloe Sementre. Chloe is a name I have favored for a while. And Sementre has a secret meaning that indicates my true name. And don't ask Sleekpelt about this, as she will claim that this is just part of the story, which it is not."
The chair and desk began to fade. And fading with them was the light.
"Ah, I have almost arrived at my destination." Said Chloe. "Just remember that by the time this story is finished Artemis Fowl the Second will be in our world, outside of the story world."
