The room of the 7

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"Markie we need to find that secret room," I stated as I stopped in the centre of the Great Library.

"You made me waste my whole afternoon and evening to search for something that doesn't exist!" Mark shouted.

"Ugh man shut up. The older students might think that the room of the 7 is a local myth or legend, but they all originate from a truth. Plus I bought with torches and black clothes! We could be like real spies." I beamed and dropped my backpack on a table.

"Yes fun, until we are caught and punished! This is trespassing by the way." He rolled his eyes.

"Then don't get caught, duh."

"No I'm going home, I told my mom that I was staying over at your house. Lying might come easy to you but I'm already starting to feel guilty."

"Markie you have been my best friend for 10 years! I need to make this discovery with you." I explained but he still seemed against my plan. "Fine if you help me then I will give you my brand new black and purple Jaguar car," I added.