Amy sighed defeatedly. The rush of her breath echoed down the aisles and through the stacks. Exhausted she rubbed her eyes and checked her watch; midnight. The library would close in an hour. It was ridiculous that they opened the library so late during finals week, as if they expected that you would never be able to get your work done within normal hours. How long had it been since shed last had a good nights rest? She couldnt remember. How she just wanted to go to bed. This place was creepy; cool, shadowy, the stacks stretching on and on, a seeming labyrinth of books. Why did they put the literary criticism in the farthest corner of the basement? She could be murdered here and no one would find her for weeks. A band of tension fastened itself across her temples as she scanned the rows of bindings searching for the titles that would complete her endless research. Amy was so absorbed in finishing her task that she didnt notice the man approaching.
"Having trouble, Ms. Price?" ...
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