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[right][hr][color=gray][b]Everbrook Public Library[/b]
May 28th 2020 | Stairwell/The Stacks
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[color=silver]She gave a small nod in return to Will, waiting until he had traversed the doorway before holding it open for him. In all honesty, Jessica wanted to head down herself to begin her history search since she was a firm believer of working from the ground up so the bottom of the stairwell was the most obvious place to start, but she didn’t see a think anyone would be willing to keep the door open so that she could. The last thing she wanted was to let the door slam shut or get stuck again while someone was in there. It was very possible there would be no signal and it would be better to have people on the outside to get help should anything happen. She wasn’t the least bit surprised by him stating he was still alive during his descent through the stairwell and even less surprised when he said there was nothing but books in the stacks below. 

She glanced at the others, debating on who might be the most willing to hold the door so she could explore as well but most of those nearby were the same few that had been trying their damndest to keep Will from entering the stacks. Jess didn’t get why they were all so freaked out about some little bit of strange, unless there was something she didn’t know about like an axe murderer had hid in the stacks and prayed upon an unsuspecting librarian which seemed very unlikely. She was just about to call down to Will, let him know that she was on her way down when she noticed him zooming back up to the steps like a bat out of hell. He looked as pale as a ghost, eyes wide as if he had found something disturbing or frightening, and she had no idea if he was sweating from the sprint which seemed doubtful or if it was for a completely different reason. Either way, she left her post of holding the door and carefully made her way down. 

He was frantically moving and trying to usher them all in the direction of whatever it was they needed to see. She was truly a bit worried for him but now didn’t seem to be a right moment to ask and just followed along with the group that had decided to head on down. They walked past the stacks, a dark hallway making its appearance which had a single open door at the end. [/color][color=F9AE65][i]’Nothing creepily disturbing about this at all.’[/i][/color][color=silver], she sarcastically thought to herself before continuing onward. The room itself was dimly lit, only a single strobing fluorescent and a fire hazard waiting to happen worth of candles to light it. Various books were stacked on shelves, a large table with newspaper clipping, open books left untouched for who knows how long if the layering of dust meant anything but to her, it seemed like an investigation. It appeared like one of those cork boards or something cops used in the movies but instead it was a whole room. 

Why was this even here? It was just...odd. Jess pulled her attention away from the room itself and back onto the person who had led them all down here. What could he have found that was so important out of this...no offense, junk. Whatever it was, it clearly had him shaken in more ways than one. It was shocking that out of everything in this room, a simple black notebook slapped with rock/metal band stickers and SAM written in the middle would be the cause of so much distress? Panic? Fear? She wasn’t even sure but was this really what they had all been pulled here to see? What was so special about that? It was like her inner questions were answered when he said it was his sister’s notebook but again, she didn’t quite understand why that should cause this kind of reaction. She probably just left it by accident right? Jess kept her mouth shut though, listening to the passage instead but all it sounded like was a made up tale or craziness.

She took a glance at the others, seeing if any of them had some kind of similar reaction as Will had. It left her just a bit skeptical about this whole situation. Was she the only one? Her attention was pulled back to Will as he spoke once more, explaining that the same thing had happened to him. It just was hard to believe and of course, no one would want to call their own sibling a liar so it left her a bit confused on which way to lean on believing. Anyone can say anything but that doesn’t make it true, that is why more evidence the better, right?[/color][color=F9AE65] ”I hate to burst anyone’s bubble but isn’t it not all that strange that things are cancelling? I mean, it happens on a normal day and with the whole quarantine thing that happened recently, it’s to kind of be expected. That aside, this whole...no leaving town, teleporting situation….has anyone else had it happen? Or thought to have someone come with them to film or maybe take photos as the other heads across the bridge? I am open minded but all this is just kind of hard to swallow. I’ve only been here a few hours though so maybe I don’t know anything but that is kind of how I am feeling about all this. Sorry….”[/color][color=silver], Jess said awkwardly and rubbed her arm gently. She hated to be cynic as she usually tried to be optimistic but she just kind of hoped there was a little more proof. She was also curious to know more if this all was indeed true.[/color][/indent]