As long as George R.R. Martin isn't the author. image - Humor, satire, parody

So, the Matrix as a book?

It's the Evil Genius! Life is pointless! Freedom is an illusion!

There was something disturbingly familiar about the not before me. The writing was all pretty curves.

"You're in a Book."

The revelation shook my caffeinated addled mind to the core, a glaring, sickly, light burning the illusion from my eyes. Page after page of my entire life being read and written by the author and reader separately. With my memories being reread sentences and de-ja-vu being rewritten story segments.

I was in a Book!? Funny as hell, it was the most horrible thing I could think of.

de-ja-vu is when you failed to reach the checkpoint