50

Later in the week, the weather had started to get worse and worse. It was snowing heavily all the time, the wind being so cool it felt like it was pricking at your skin. Rosie had started taking her car to work, it being too difficult to walk in the inches and inches of snow that was piling up.

Lately, the library had been more vacant than usual. With the weather this terrible, classes were starting to get cancelled. With it being hard enough to manage the cold and the swirling snow, the library hardly got half a dozen visitors in a day.

Rosie slipped off her sweater, grateful for the bubbling heat inside the library building. She leaned back, sitting behind the clerk desk as she read a book to pass time.

It was nearing the end of her shift at night when the lights started to flicker. She glanced up, waiting for the flickering to stop.

After a few minutes, they did stop.

She sighed in relief and turned her gaze back to the book she was reading. But it wasn't before the flickering star