I have always come to this library and enjoyed its interesting novels and ancient texts about history, until something happened that changed my life forever.
It was a cold Friday night when I was trying to find something to read, and suddenly I heard a voice. ‘Come…come back…’. At first, I thought I was hallucinating and probably dreaming, but then I heard it again. ‘Come…come back…’. I tried following where it came from, slowly and cautiously, until I reached the Archives. A place that was forbidden and no one was allowed to enter. Yet, I felt a surge of destiny calling to me, as if I couldn’t resist and had to keep going.
I tried opening the big rusty door, and unexpectedly, it opened! It was always kept locked, and I wondered how it could have opened with no one ever even going into the library; everyone thought it was a ‘boring’ place to be in. Then, at that moment, I started to step into the darkness of the Archives, stealthily and calmly, reaching for any support through the pitch black path. I felt a shiver of fear as I went deeper and deeper into the depths of the gloomy chamber of secrets. Instantly, I heard the voice, getting stronger and more spookier than before, but with a hint of amiability.
I finally reached the end of the path, conscious of my surroundings, but with curiosity on my side. Suddenly, I saw a dim light, hiding in the darkness, and I felt my body move with excitement towards the radiance. I ran, as fast as the wind could carry me past the musty archives, and then, I saw it…
