It was late in the night. A storm outside the castle-school Alterna High was raging fiercely outside with thunder and rain rumbling and drumming. However Charlie did not care enough for the horrific weather. He had sooner snuck into the ancient library with a premade key, and was now foraging through the shelves with the help of a lamp for the only light he could use to not get caught. Yet then he heard a squeak of the floor. He glanced over his shoulder, calmly. Who is there? Charlie called