(Art by Ink Antlers)

A/N: ok, this chapter is really crappy... i wrote this at 1:30 in the morning and i dont really know how you guys are gonna like it. so... enjoy, i guess?

Riley's P.O.V

       I strolled down the sidewalk, looking at all the shops along the way. I smiled as I saw the familiar sight of two concrete lion statues guarding the most sacred building in all of Evermoore. The Library. I walk past one and giggle quietly to myself, "what a grumpy old lion." but as I looked closer at the statue, I saw that it had some moss growing under its belly and some cracks in its paws, body, and face. I stop smiling and weirdly feel bad for the statues. it looked like they had any proper maintenance I'm a long time. I place a hand on its cold stone paw and sigh. "If only this town would give you the proper care that you deserve." I walk away from the stone cat and head up the stairs to the library.

        the smell of old books greeted me as I entered the building. The library was one of the only places that i could destress. with one exeption, the Librarian. also known as The Host. He was usually kind and was actually quite friendly. Unless you did something that he didn't like. Like, Interupt him, speak too loud, or... turning in overdue books.

       I made my way to the front desk where the man with a tan trenchcoat and bandages over his eyes sat. As I got closer, I could hear him narrating everything around him. It was a little strange. He couldnt see a thing and yet he was aware of everything around him.

The Host's P.O.V

(aaa= the host speaking)

"As the young girl, known as Riley, walks up to the front desk. The Host smiles genuinely and politely asks how Riley is and how her day was."

"hello Mr. Host. Ive been doing pretty well and Ive been having a pretty good day so far. how has your day been?"

"The Host tells Riley that he is glad that she is doing well and explains that he has been having a decent day himself aside from a man spilling coffee all over the carpet in the history section of the library. The Host notices that Riley is nervous and asks her what is wrong."

"Oh, umm... I uh, have some overdue books. Im sorry, I'll try and bring them back sooner next time."

"Riley reaches into her bag and places the books on the counter for him to take. The Host opens one of the books and sees that it is only overdue by a few days. The Host smiles and forgive sher. Since this was her first time turning in books late, The Host gives her a warning. She smiles and replies to him."

"Thank you Mr. Host. I'll be back soon to check out some more books"

"The Host nods to her then gets back to work and narrating the others in the premises."

Riley's P.O.V

       I had been wandering around the Fantasy section of the library for about ten minutes now. I had read all the books that interested me in this section already. I sigh and walk over to the exit. I hear the The Host narrating me leave. I giggle and wave to him and say "Bye Mr. Host." I see him wave back and I smile. I walked back out into the cold autum air. Taking a deep breath while the breeze made my hair flow. "Nothing feels better than a good breath of fresh air."  

       I strode down the steps and looked down at my watch on my left wrist. Oh Gosh! It was already 1:26 and Uncle Will said that he'd pick me up at 1:30. I briskly walk down the sidewalk, not really paying attention to anything until I run into a tall man with black hair wearing a fancy dress shirt that you'd usually expect to be seen being worn by an CEO or a rich guy. I fall to the ground and hear him growl in frustration. He turns around with coffee spilled all over the front of his shirt. "Are you kidding me?!" he looks down at me with piercing red eyes. He seems super pissed. But he seemed to calm down after he saw that i was just a young girl... or something.

       I stand up and apologise immediately, "I am so very sorry, sir. Here, I'll buy you another coffee if you'd like?"

Dark's P.O.V

      I was furious. I looked down at the person who ran into me and caused me to spill coffee all over my new suit. But I instantly lost all hatred after I saw what she looked like. She was a Spitting image of Amy. she stood up and said to me, "I am very sorry, sir. Here, I'll buy you another coffee if you'd like?"

      "Oh no, that wont be nessisary. its quite alright." I say. "But may I ask why your in such a hurry?" she looks up at me, releived that im not mad anymore. she smiles "Im just hurring back to my uncle before he gets worried" I chuckle lightly. "well then, i wont keep you here any longer." she walks off and wanders out of my sight.

       Could that child be the daughter of Mark and Amy?