Iridian
“Then, we run like hell.”
The plan was a simple one, but there was far too much that could go wrong. A librarian could reach out and snag her, just as it did me. She could trip, fall, hurt herself—anything that would slow her down. What they would do if they got to us…I wasn’t sure I wanted to know.
Helena and I split up seconds later, just as the musty smell began rolling in. I darted to the left, traveling down the stacks silently.
I had dropped the book that contained my life during the scuffle, but I figured it was better suited here. What would happen if someone else got their hands on it?
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