Usually, heading to the library was a reprieve for Sholeh--especially this semester, where she'd been signed up for Professor Bond's class that made her blush so hard that she sometimes felt dizzy. Even at the library's craziest, she still felt better just being there. The library was frequently weird, yes, but not dangerous. It was a good place to go and relax.

Today, however, that was not the case.

Sitting behind the circulation desk, Sholeh kept a steady watch on the door to Special Collections. It had been cracked open when she'd arrived today. With all the stories that circulated about it, Sholeh had become instantly uneasy--moreso when she'd stood in the doorway calling, "Mr. Constantine?" just to make sure he wasn't off doing librarian stuff in there.

The only answer had been a cold chuckle that had Sholeh slamming the door and running back to the desk.

Since then, the door had opened seven more times. The last time, she'd pulled a table in front of it, so anyone going in (or coming out!) would have to climb over or under the table to get by. Since then, she'd been steady watching the door, making sure it stayed closed. She also had a heavy book close at hand, just in case she needed a weapon.

[SC modded with permission!]