Stuck in Second Person

You set your book down and wonder why there is only such thing as first and third person in writing. Why is there no second person? What would that even be? You head to the book store and decide to ask the seller. The seller gives you a freaked look. "What is wrong?" you ask them.

"It is dangerous to even mention second person," they explain to you.

"How come. What would it even be?" you ask.

"You can't write anything like that, it is banned," they brush you off, but you keep prying.

"Shouldn't we know what we have to avoid and why? The knowledge would be better to keep accidents from happening," you explain to them.

"Look, you have been coming into my shop for a while and if you really must know, then come by later tonight. We have to talk in the room where they can't hear us," they checked out your book and sent you on your way. You read a bit more and then stare at the sun starting to set. You go back to the bookstore and they hurry you into a room with a plush carpet.

"Alright, listen. Second person is saying the word you, like you are the character in the story," the bookseller unlocked a box and pulled a book from it. You looked through the book. It was in second person. "I got to keep one. The rest were locked away by the governor."

"How come? What is so bad about them?" you wondered.

"By reading these books a person could get sucked into the book as an actual character and not be able to come back out again unless they are saved."

"What is so bad about that?" The book seller looked shocked after you asked this.

"You want to be stuck in a book forever?"

"Doesn't sound half bad... Depending on the story," you shrugged.

"There are people who work for the governor. They save people who are stuck in books. They have the type of minds to go in and out without getting stuck."

"Are you sure they are saving them or taking them from where they want to be and stay?" you asked and the bookseller went quiet while they put the book away.

They led you out the door and warned you, "You didn't hear any of this from me," and then walked back in. You went back to your home and figured the only way to try was to write a second person perspective story. You decided to write one about being in a perfect land of puffy kittens and was sucked inside the book. It was a complete paradise, so you never wanted to leave while the governor's men came for you.

"We found someone in this story," they talked into a walkie talkie type of device, but before they grabbed you, you thought about getting out of the story and was blasted back out of it instantly.

"So it was where people just wanted to stay in there and the governor's men as 'saviors' is just a conspiracy," you realized out loud.

"You can't know that. We need you people to stay in reality, after him!" one of the "saviors" yelled. You ran and quickly tried to write a new story to hop into so that you could keep hopping around and they never be able to capture you. You knew that the only way was to stay out and warn the others who found their perfect book setting. There needed to be a better way to deal with people escaping into the second person books.