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the books and Grace visiting the library that just didn’t seem right.
She could either wait for Grace to come back or find out herself by going to the library. It was too late now, so everything would have to wait until tomorrow. The rest of the night was uneventful, at least until Emily tried to get some sleep. In her mind, various images of the library and nameless faces crowded her brain. Now, if there was something strange about the library, Emily was determined to find out.
Chapter 2
After four days, there was still no sign of Grace. Emily didn’t let her mind linger on that because she had her own demons to slay. After all, Grace left without giving her much to go on. Like Keisha, she could be visiting one of her cousins or relatives, too. At this point, there was nothing more Emily could do about it.
Time has a funny way of easing the pain, and after just one night Emily seemed to have relaxed a bit. Sure, she was still worried about the missing books, her friend’s terrible lies and the recurring nightmares, but Emily refused to let those things control her life.
Emily sat down for breakfast and tried to focus on just being a student. Then she remembered that in the midst of everything, she forgot to ask Keisha about her friend, Mia. She also wanted to know more about Denise’s new found interest in necromancy and witchcraft. But first things first, she wanted to head over to the library to see Mr. Mitchell. She wanted to ask the librarian about Grace and find out if she was really there a few days ago. Although he was old, he would surely remember an attractive girl like Grace.
If that didn’t work, then I could always ask the library regulars , she thought.
Walking to her first classroom, Emily still felt slightly under the weather. That wasn’t so uncommon during the later months of the year. It seemed like the flu eventually dragged everyone on campus down for a few days. There was the usual hubbub all around, the known faces, the recognized gestures; they were all there. Soon, Emily reached the Fletcher building and made her way toward the elevator.
One of her classmates called out to her from the corner, “Hey, Emily, what is with you? Why didn’t you come yesterday?”
Emily cited her poor health for the absence and didn’t indulge her friend with any more of an answer. After sitting in her seat, Emily looked over to where her best friend used to sit. Then she sighed loudly and reluctantly waited for the teacher to arrive. Everyone in the lecture hall was getting a bit antsy. However, the students didn’t have to wait long; the criminology graduate assistant, Kirk came in and informed them all that Mr. Gallagher had taken leave for the day. There were complaints from the student body, but Emily held her peace. Emily knew it was the perfect opportunity for her to head over to the library and find some answers that would provide some solace to her own discomfort.
As she expected, there were indeed library regulars milling about, lost in between pages of the books that lay in front of them. A few people looked up when Emily pushed open the door and entered. She went straight away to where Mr. Mitchell was sitting. He was busy going through an old magazine, and he immediately looked up when Emily stepped in front of his desk. A faint smile appeared on his face, which reminded Emily that the librarian was indeed fond of her. She greeted him warmly and asked him how he was doing.
“A little cold, dear. Two days and I’ll be fine,” he said, and coughed a little after replying.
Emily wasn’t so surprised. This was the season when everyone caught the flu. However, she didn’t delay the conversation with meaningless chit-chat. She knew that she had answers to fetch and so she asked him the question directly. “Mr. Mitchell, sir, do you remember my friend, Grace?”
“Grace? Dear, you must have a lot of friends, which one do you mean?” he asked. “Oh! Wait ... I know who you’re
She could either wait for Grace to come back or find out herself by going to the library. It was too late now, so everything would have to wait until tomorrow. The rest of the night was uneventful, at least until Emily tried to get some sleep. In her mind, various images of the library and nameless faces crowded her brain. Now, if there was something strange about the library, Emily was determined to find out.
Chapter 2
After four days, there was still no sign of Grace. Emily didn’t let her mind linger on that because she had her own demons to slay. After all, Grace left without giving her much to go on. Like Keisha, she could be visiting one of her cousins or relatives, too. At this point, there was nothing more Emily could do about it.
Time has a funny way of easing the pain, and after just one night Emily seemed to have relaxed a bit. Sure, she was still worried about the missing books, her friend’s terrible lies and the recurring nightmares, but Emily refused to let those things control her life.
Emily sat down for breakfast and tried to focus on just being a student. Then she remembered that in the midst of everything, she forgot to ask Keisha about her friend, Mia. She also wanted to know more about Denise’s new found interest in necromancy and witchcraft. But first things first, she wanted to head over to the library to see Mr. Mitchell. She wanted to ask the librarian about Grace and find out if she was really there a few days ago. Although he was old, he would surely remember an attractive girl like Grace.
If that didn’t work, then I could always ask the library regulars , she thought.
Walking to her first classroom, Emily still felt slightly under the weather. That wasn’t so uncommon during the later months of the year. It seemed like the flu eventually dragged everyone on campus down for a few days. There was the usual hubbub all around, the known faces, the recognized gestures; they were all there. Soon, Emily reached the Fletcher building and made her way toward the elevator.
One of her classmates called out to her from the corner, “Hey, Emily, what is with you? Why didn’t you come yesterday?”
Emily cited her poor health for the absence and didn’t indulge her friend with any more of an answer. After sitting in her seat, Emily looked over to where her best friend used to sit. Then she sighed loudly and reluctantly waited for the teacher to arrive. Everyone in the lecture hall was getting a bit antsy. However, the students didn’t have to wait long; the criminology graduate assistant, Kirk came in and informed them all that Mr. Gallagher had taken leave for the day. There were complaints from the student body, but Emily held her peace. Emily knew it was the perfect opportunity for her to head over to the library and find some answers that would provide some solace to her own discomfort.
As she expected, there were indeed library regulars milling about, lost in between pages of the books that lay in front of them. A few people looked up when Emily pushed open the door and entered. She went straight away to where Mr. Mitchell was sitting. He was busy going through an old magazine, and he immediately looked up when Emily stepped in front of his desk. A faint smile appeared on his face, which reminded Emily that the librarian was indeed fond of her. She greeted him warmly and asked him how he was doing.
“A little cold, dear. Two days and I’ll be fine,” he said, and coughed a little after replying.
Emily wasn’t so surprised. This was the season when everyone caught the flu. However, she didn’t delay the conversation with meaningless chit-chat. She knew that she had answers to fetch and so she asked him the question directly. “Mr. Mitchell, sir, do you remember my friend, Grace?”
“Grace? Dear, you must have a lot of friends, which one do you mean?” he asked. “Oh! Wait ... I know who you’re
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