The ink was never meant to hold forever. Shaun thought he had already lost everything when his drawings bled into life-and then slipped away again. But the world of paper and the world of flesh were never meant to touch, and every stroke of his pen tears the seam wider. Now the pages fight back. And not every figure who steps through is on his side. Shintaro's return should have been a miracle. Instead, it comes with shadows-shadows that whisper, twist, and hunger for the hand that drew them. To keep the one he loves alive, Shaun must finish what he started. But the more he creates, the more reality fractures, until he can't tell what's memory, what's fiction, and what's waiting to drag him under. When ink breaks, something else escapes. And it doesn't plan to go back.