Talbott snuck in the library at night. He went inside unnoticed. He sat down quietly and light up a small lamp, only enough for him to read the books on the table. He wasn't the slightest sleepy, only craving to finish the novel he started.

As he opened the book, his ear perked at the sound of footsteps coming from behind him. He stared into the shadows, a frown on his face.

"Who's there?"