THE DARK LIBRARY

Shana turned and scanned the library one more time before settling at the table. The vast expanse of shelves filled with books seemed to stretch endlessly around her. It was after she sat down that she realized she was the only one there.

Taking a deep breath, Shana's eyes fell upon the books that had been laid out for her. They all had black covers, giving the impression that darkness pervaded every corner of this place. The titles, "Nocturne," "Lycanthropy," and "Arcana," intrigued her with their promise of hidden knowledge and ancient secrets.

Deciding to start with "Nocturne," Shana began to read. The words on the page painted a picture of a world shrouded in darkness, where vampires roamed and ancient civilizations held secrets beyond imagination.

As she delved deeper into the book, Shana was shocked by the cruelty of these supernatural creatures and the extent of their power. Time seemed to slip away as she became engrossed in the story, but she knew that every moment she spent reading was a moment her father suffered.

After finishing "Nocturne," Shana glanced at the time and realized it was already 9 in the night. Despite the late hour, she couldn't afford to rest. With determination, she reached for the next book, "Lycanthropy," eager to uncover more secrets.

Just as she was about to open it, Shana sensed someone else's presence in the room. She turned towards the door and saw the young man from her room standing there. His sudden appearance caught her off guard, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease.

He walked towards her and remarked, "Don't you think it's late?" His words echoed in the quiet library, adding to the sense of mystery that surrounded them.