As soon as he came, the man left. Well, he didn’t exactly left, but he went to the other side of the reading room and opened up his book over there. It was rather weird to have someone in the room whilst she read. Uneasy about why he wanted to talk to her, Hayley silently continued to read her novel about a British man traveling around the world around the 1830. The story itself was written carefully and every word made her read the next. As she flipped through the pages, the hours passed by. It soon became 6-7PM and not even her hunger could make her stop. It was at 9pm when the darkness started to bother her, the cold was even more noticeable and she could not longer ignore her hunger. To not disturb her fellow reading ‘buddy’ she tried not to make a sound as she pulled up her boots and laid the book onto the table with the other books. Silently, she lifted the pile into her arms, and walked towards the man. The title of the book was showing since he held it up high. What a strange taste of books he had! “..Rabbit reproduction?” Her mouth was dry and her neck felt sore from looking down so long. “Anyway, I’m leaving. Bye.” And with those words she made her way down the main stairs and stood in front of the big door of the entrance.

The pile of books was placed onto Clark’s desk so she could take them with her later. With one hard tug Hayley tried to open up the door. It stayed shut. ‘Hm?” Again, but this time harder. “.. You kidding..?” The last time she had tried to pull the door with both of her arms, with all her force, but still no luck. Hayley couldn’t believe that this was happening. She was locked in? Seriously? Who doesn’t check if the library is empty before locking for the night? “Oh fuck..” She whispered with her eyes towards the 2nd floor, rubbing over her belly. It made the strangest sounds, begging for some food. It seemed like she was sucked into the book so deeply, she did not notice anyone locking the door..