How do you save the world from monsters if no one will admit they exist?
She stumbled backwards, her eyes wide, as the figure started coming out of the canvas
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She tried to be brave. Well, she said, her hands only a little shaky, at least tell me what I should call you.
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Well, little girl, it replied, I suppose you can call me Pet.
There are no more monsters anymore, or so the children in the city of Lucille are taught. With doting parents and a best friend named Redemption, Jam has grown up with this lesson all her life. But when she meets Pet, a creature made of horns and colours and claws, who emerges from one of her mother-s paintings and a drop of Jam-s blood, she must reconsider what she-s been told. Pet has come to hunt a monster, and the shadow of something grim lurks in Redemption-s house. Jam must fight not only to protect her best friend, but also to uncover the truth.
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