I already was on on book 35. Oh. This was so enjoyable. I love reading, but I had to admit that I was getting rather tired. Sadly, we still haven't found the answer. The book I was reading is a geography of trolls. All the places that they have been, the history, and culture of those places. Suddenly, Jim slammed his book and yelled, "Book 26. Nothing. This last one was just a list of toe fungus. Fungi. Fungi! Whatever! I don't care!"

        "I'm still on book three. Can't exactly read trollish, so just been kinda looking at the pictures." Toby groaned.

        "This is taking forever. What about you, Mo?" Jim questioned.

        "On book 35, thanks to Claire and Not Enrique tutoring me, I can kind of understand trollish. Sadly, nothing. Just maps, culture, and history of where the trolls have been over the past thousand years. Intriguing read, but not helpful to our situation." I explained placing the book back on the shelf, then I turned to Blinky, "Any luck, Blink?"

        Blinky yawned and woke up. He looks like he has gotten barely any rest the past few days. He yawned, "Excuse me. My zeal for the library sciences seems to be waning. Since I only have two eyes, reading makes them tired very, very fast."

        "Dude, you awake? You look terrible." Toby stated.

        "I can't conceive why. I've met every one of my daily human needs, three meals a day, eight glasses of water, eight minutes of sleep." Blinky said. He yawned and as he was about to fall back asleep, Jim said, "Oh, Blinky, it's eight hours of sleep! Not..." Sad;y, Blinky fell back asleep. How long has he been running on eight minutes of sleep per day? Poor guy. If I did that, I don't think I would be able to handle being a teacher. I wouldn't have the patience nor the mind capacity.

        "And... then there were three. I don't know how many more books I can read before my brain melts. I think this book's about reading books." Toby complained. At this point, I would love to be with Claire and her friends. Just talking about life and being normal for once. I miss that so much. I wonder how my old friends, Elizabeth and Patrick are doing... OH MY GOSH! ELIZABETH AND PATRICK! They are so going to kill me. I've barely hung out with them in the past two months since I've been back!

        "Oh my gosh! Uh, Jim! I'll be right back. I have to make a quick phone call. I'll explain later." I said. I took off before Jim or Toby could ask any questions and got out my phone. I dialed Elizabeth's number. I paced back and forth extremely nervous about what I was going to say to her. She answered, "Mo, it's so good to hear from you!"

        "Lizzy, I am so incredibly sorry for barely hanging out with you and Patrick! I know that this is the lamest of excuses, but I've just been so busy with work and Jim-" I was interrupted by Elizabeth, "No worries, Mo. I understand. I ran into your mom a couple days ago and she says that you have been helping Jim with some problems he's been having to deal with."

        "That's... one way of putting it. Do you want to hang out soon? Tomorrow, you, Patrick, and I could have lunch at the old cafe? My treat. I'll make sure to call him after this." I said.

        "Sure! That'll be great! No need to call Patrick. He's actually right here with me. See you tomorrow!" Elizabeth said.

        "Bye, guys!" I exclaimed and hung up. I went back into the library to see Jim holding up a bottle and saying, "See! No what to look for and you can find the exact tool for the job. Oh. Hi, Mo! We just got this Elixlore, which is supposed to help enhance our reading. Who were you talking to?"

        "Elizabeth and Patrick. I've been so busy with work and helping you guys that I've barely hung out with them in the past two months since I've been back. Tomorrow we've made plans to hang out during my lunch break." I said.

        "Cool. Hopefully, we'll have the answer we're looking for by then with this." Jim said.

        "Oh! Give me some of that yum yum juice." Toby said. He chugged down the bottle, then handed it back to Jim. While Jim was opening the bottle, he said, "After a swig of this, we'll get through these books in no time." Toby began listing off some of the ingredients that he tasted such as mint and mold. When Jim opened the bottle, there wasn't much in there and he exclaimed, "Toby, it says you're only supposed to drink a drop of it. You drank half the bottle!"

        "Hey, Jim. My insides are gurgling real weird." Toby said. I wonder why.

        "But, do you feel hungry for knowledge?" Jim questioned.

        "Actually, I feel like I'm gonna..." Toby stumbled and fell. Suddenly, letters from the books started flying. Jim opened Toby's mouth and the letters flew in. Toby swallowed them and said, "Jim, am I wrong or did words just fly into my mouth?" We questioned how he felt and Toby continued, "I feel as good as Grimbald the Grave must have felt at the Quibble of Quandary after besting a vicious Sloorbeast!" He burped then said, "Wait. What did I just say?"

        I picked up the book and read through it, then exclaimed, "Holy moly! You just... devoured the entire book!"

        "Oh man, Tobes! You're like a-- you're like a troll genius! Quick. Eat another one!" Jim proclaimed. Toby began eating book after book and spewed the information from the book. Um... I'm not sure that we should continue doing this. Luckily, I wasn't the only one thinking this and Jim said, "I think that you should probably stop devouring all these books, Tobes."

        "Are you kidding? This is great! I will never stop gaining knowledge!" Toby shouted.

        Jim's phone starting ringing and Jim exclaimed, "Claire! I'm so glad you called. You gotta come to Troll market."

        "No time, Jim. You need to come here. Not Enrique's out of control!" Claire explained over the phone.

        "Out of control? Toby is gorging on magic troll words and turning into some kind of knowledge god! Toby stop!" Jim yelled. I ran over to Toby and tried pinning his hands to the ground, so that he would stop eating the words, but it didn't really do much. Jim told Claire that she could figure it out and hung up the phone. He ran over to Toby and I and he said, "Okay. Maybe we should take a break, Tobes. You gotta be full by now, right?"

        "No, James. I am becoming a living archive. A codex of all troll history and arcana! I am like Voltar the Voracious who was born with two minds! For all good that did two him. Stepped on by a Thrall. Don't you see, James? I already have the solution to our problem! To do something impossible, you must change what is possible. The oldest known troll was 5,352 years old named Chokeenamaga!" Jim questioned what we had to do to get the ring off of Strickler and Toby answered, "The Kairosect will grant us all we need to get to the Inferna Copula."

        He began to ramble, but Jim patted him on the cheek and told him to focus and asked where we would get this. Toby replied, "You must return to Gatto's Keep."

        "Gatto? Oh great! Aren't you already on his crap list?" Jim questioned. Toby started chanting and several letters starting swirling around and they would've gotten into his mouth, Jim stepped in front of Toby and said, "Alright, Tobes. We got what we're looking for, so let's chill, okay? We'll get some fresh air. Splash of water." But, Toby wasn't listening. He said that he must know all. This wasn't good. He began spewing more information and mentioned how the parallels of the universe became so clear.

        Then, Toby said, "The secret to life-" He burped and a word flew out of his mouth. Toby shoved the word back in and attempted to say what the secret to life is again, but his stomach startled gurgling and he began to throw up. Gross. Toby threw up again and again and even flew across the room. Blinky woke up, sniffed, and said, "Ah! Elix-Lore!"

        "Tobes, Tobes!" Jim shouted and ran next to him.

        "What is two plus two?" Blinky questioned. Toby started counting his fingers and shouted, "Awesome sauce!"

        "Phew. Back to normal." Jim and I sighed with relief.

        "But, my library on the other hand..." Blinky said. Toby apologized and said that he would clean it up, but Blinky said, "No, no, it's all recoverable. Rot-Gut's probably has a little something to put it right."

        "No!" Toby shouted.

        As we were walking out of Troll market, I began to think back on what Toby said for what the meaning of life is and I chuckled. He obviously doesn't read much because he would already have known the answer. The secret to life is 42. Gotta thank Douglas Adams and The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy for that.