We had been stuck in the library for hours, roaming through the witches section, looking for spells and how to break or trap them.

There was no use, but Dorcas and Lance did not seem like they were giving up so soon. The place was as usual, empty but with books neatly arranged.

I remembered that Lance had brought in some new section of books, he called it the fiction section. It made children come here a lot but since we had gotten there a little too early, there was no one around. So we locked the doors behind us as we walked in.

The dust from dragging out a...