I had always been fascinated by libraries. The endless shelves filled with books, the hushed atmosphere, and the timeless feel of the place. So, when I got a job as a librarian, I was thrilled. Little did I know, my love for libraries would lead me to a discovery that would turn my world upside down.
It was a quiet afternoon, and I was going about my usual duties of restocking books and checking for any damages. I was walking down the aisle when I noticed a peculiar book that seemed out of place. I reached for it and as I did, my hand grazed the edge of a bookcase. Suddenly, I heard a click and the bookcase shifted to the side, revealing a dark, hidden passage.
I was stunned. I had been working in this library for years and had never seen or heard of a secret passage before. I hesitated for a moment, but my curiosity got the better of me, and I stepped into the darkness. I fumbled for a light switch and, to my surprise, the walls lit up, illuminating a narrow staircase that descended into the depths below.
As I made my way down the stairs, I couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of unease. The air was musty and thick, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched. I finally reached the bottom, and what I saw left me speechless.
The room was massive, with towering shelves filled with books and artifacts that looked like they had been untouched for centuries. In the center of the room stood a large, intricately carved desk, surrounded by glowing candles. I approached the desk, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw what was lying on top of it.
It was an old, leather-bound book with strange symbols etched into the cover. I tentatively opened the book, and as I did, a bright light filled the room, casting strange shadows on the walls. I started reading the text, and as I did, I felt a sense of dread wash over me. The book seemed to be a record of a dark and ancient magic, and the more I read, the more I realized that this secret passage was not what it seemed.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps echoing down the stairs, and I knew I had to leave. I closed the book, and as I did, the light faded, and the shadows disappeared. I raced up the stairs, and as I reached the top, I heard a voice whisper, “You shouldn’t have come here.”
I stumbled back into the main library, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew I had to tell someone, but who could I trust? Who would believe me? I left the library that day, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched.
To this day, I haven’t been back to the library. I don’t know what happened to that secret passage, or the mysterious book that I found there. But one thing is for certain, I will never forget the chilling feeling of fear that overcame me when I uncovered the secret that lay hidden in the depths of that library.
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