Death in the Library

Chapter 1

When I Stepped Out Into The Bright Sunlight From the darkness of the movie house... As I read my copy of Outsiders by S. E Hinton wishing I wasn't on this plane. As I felt the plane make a sudden jolt ,  pilot's speaker made a loud screeching sound and said "Buckle your seats we are going to be in the air in five four three two one..." He continued talking about how peanuts are fifty cents. After that I took some medication and dozed off into a nightmare. Every thing was black then suddenly a flash of white, a book flipped open as the pages flipped faster and faster there was a blur of dark red which came into the words that spelled out I am coming for you, you'll never leave Omisha. A dark shadow like a blur moved corner to corner in a room. My eyes quickly opened  sweat from fear running down my face, my eyes felt wet from tears, and worst of all my I just felt darker inside I couldn't explain it I just felt darker inside. I shook off that shaky feeling in my gut and pretended it never happened. Hours later the plane landed I rented a car a small 1999 Chevy. I hopped into the car used the key which was slightly rusted sat in the torn seat with many marks and stain "I guess this is why it was only fifty bucks per day." I said with a sigh of disappointment in the car. As I was on the way to my apartment I was a very old gas station which was definitely old and rundown, also there was a library with a bright blue vandalized window that said "books suck!" on the window. "How could you not like books!" she whispered angrily. Not to long after she reached her apartment a lady at the desk who was so drunk she couldn't walk in a line at all. Instead I just went behind the counter and grabbed a key that said 212 with a gold copper sheen to it. I rushed up the stairs to see the room excitedly found the room took the key and opened the room to find it abandoned. Curtains torn, bed sheets