"Kelly," I shouted at her, "get your face off the glass."

She had her nose pushed against the glass door and moved her face down a little so it would look like a pig's nose.

She smiled when she heard me and took her face away from the door. She opened the door and all six of the females piled into the "empty" library.

Kelly was about 5'5 and very pretty. Her original hair color was a shiny blonde, but she dyed it silverish color not too long ago. She always joked around but can be serious if the deal called for it. She had tired hazel eyes because she always stayed up late, usually on her phone. However, when she smiled, her beautiful white teeth took the attention away from them.

I noticed Chrissy next. Her and Kelly's hair were about the same length; ended above their breasts, but her's was dark brown. Her eyes were a bit lighter and very happy. Her smile could literally light up the bottom of the ocean. She also had a nose piercing.

Lanai was next to her. She had her dark brown hair up and out of her eyes that matched. She had a little fake crystal piercing on her lip and it just brightened her smile even more.

Simone was next to her and messing with the things on the main desk while she held a book close to her. She had her hair up too. It's naturally brown but she dyed it a reddish color last year and stayed like that. She has caramel brown eyes and a gorgeous smile.

Lauren was next to her and playing with her sleeves. She obviously felt awkward about being here at nearly midnight. He brown hair was covering her face and everyone now and again, she would tuck some behind her ear to revel her chocolate brown eyes and shy, yet welcoming smile. She's nothing short of adorable.

Jaclyn was behind everyone and smiling freely and happily. She was a few inches taller than everyone else, who were about the same height. She had dark brown hair and eye to match as well. She was blindingly beautiful and usually stands out in a crowd.

"What are you guys doing here?" I finally asked.

They all looked at Scotty and Kelly grabbed the side lamp off the desk and pointed it at his face. "Interrogation." She jokingly growled.

Chrissy rolled her eyes, "I don't see why this is necessary."

"Interrogation for what?" I asked.

"Him and Chrissy have been secretly dating for a week." Jaclyn said.

"It wasn't a secret." Chrissy groaned.

Meanwhile, Scotty was trying to block the light pointing straight at his face. I grabbed her wrist and pointed the light down, "What are you going to ask him."

"Oh," Kelly said, "just a few questions!" She emphasized the word "questions."

"If it won't distract you from your job." Simone added, "That's why we came at night so he wouldn't be busy. It was just luck that you were here too."

"So, Scotty" Kelly started, "what are your intentions with our best friend?"

"To care for her." He answered.

"You seem pretty confident." She added, "Why?"

"Because I'm not gonna lie." He answered.

"Awe..." Simone cooed, stepping in front of Kelly. She suddenly grabbed the light and shined it at his face, "Plan on taking her anywhere anytime soon?"

I, once again, grabbed the light away from her and put it back in its original position, "Stop messing with the light."

"I plan on taking her to the movies to watch 'Boss Baby' because she said she really wanted to see it." Scotty said.

We all turned to Chrissy and she nodded, "It's true."

Lanai walked forward and hit the desk, "If she was having a bad day, how would you make it better?"

"Depends what it's about." Scotty answered.

She hit the desk, "Fuck, he's got me there."

Jaclyn pointed at him and said, "What do you do for a living?"

We all looked at her with an are-you-stupid face. "Did you just seriously asked where he worked even though you're visiting him at his job?" I asked.

I heard laughter and acknowledged the ghosts in the room, clearly having a blast listening to our conversation.

She blushed, "That realization didn't not come to me till now. We usually don't do this at his job."

I chuckled a bit at that and Kelly turned to Lauren. "Lauren, do you have any questions?"

She moved her hair out of her face once more and looked up at him, thinking of a question. She finally took a deep breath and asked, "How would you describe Chrissy in one word?"

Chrissy motioned to her, "See, that's the kind of questions you should be asking him."

He smiled and looked at Chrissy. They met eyes and he chirped, "Bright."

Our friends nodded and they turned to me. "Y/n, you work with him, so any personality traits that we should know about?" Simone asked.

The attention turned to me and I looked at him. "He observant and doesn't mind helping people." I glanced at the ghosts, "He's also determined and doesn't mind asking for help, but his patience could be a problem."

He nodded, "Yeah, I may need to work on that. Plus, I'm not the best person in a crisis."

"Ha!" Kelly said pointing to him, "A few flaws!"

I rolled my eyes, "Alright, get out of my library."

I stood up and they laughed. I lead them back to the door and hugged on their way out. Simone stopped before she left and handed me the book she was holding.

"This book was probably one of the most amazing books I've ever read." She commented.

"What's it about?" I asked.

"It's about this guy-it never says his name-but he sounds so interesting." She said like she was mesmerized by this character, "Honestly, if this was an actual person, I'd date him."

I smiled looked at the white, paperback book. In really silly font on the front, it said "BasicallyIDoWrk", but it didn't have an author.

I tried to play it cool and looked at her, "When did you read this?"

"Oh I started it in the morning and finished it right before noon." She answered, "I was so intrigued by it, I just couldn't stop reading."

Simone's not the type of girl to sit down and read a book so the fact that she was so fascinated by this man meant something.

I nodded and hugged her again. "I'll read it." I insured her and she giggled and left. The moment I saw her get in the car and drive away, I ran to the boys.

I got to them and they looked worried. "What's wrong?" Brock asked.

I held up the book and they all squealed, "MARCEL!"

"That's his name." I whispered to myself.

"Where'd you find it?" Delirious asked.

"Simone read it." I explained, "She told he that she liked it a lot and she couldn't stop reading it."

"How'd she not get blown back and stuck with a ghost?" Scotty asked.

"She started reading it this morning and finished it right before noon." I explained and looked at it, "My question is, how did she check it out? There's no bar code, let alone an ID number."

"Wouldn't be the first time someone stole a book." Evan commented.

"You're not wrong." I said, pointing at him.

"What are you waiting for?" Brian said, "Open it!"

I nodded and looked around for something soft to land on. Scotty noticed and wheeled my chair over to me. I thanked him and positioned myself so when I flew back, I could land in it.

"Wait!" Scotty exclaimed.

"What?" I asked.

"Marcel's not like that Lui guy, is he?"

I stopped and looked at the ghosts. They shook their heads.

"No!" Tyler said, "Marcel will be nothing like him."

I nodded, stopped thinking and opened the book. I flew back into the chair but the same thing happened like back in the kids section, I hit the back so hard, it tipped back making me flip and land on my knees.

"Oh god!" Someone said, "Are you okay?"

I looked up at the lights and saw white snowflake like things fall and make some kind of hat or hood with a bit of black hair poking out. Rain took place of the snow and made a sky blue shirt. Green leaves then fell and formed green shorts. The outfit looked familiar, but I'm not exactly sure why. The bright light then came once again and I looked away until I heard a light thud on the ground.

I looked back and a male with light brown skin, black hair, and sweet, brown eyes looked at me with worry.

"You never answered me." He said.

"I'm fine." I answered.

"MARCEL!" The group of ghosts screamed and ran at their friend. They tackled him to the ground and I picked the chair back up, rolling it to the place it was supposed to already be in.

I looked at Scotty and he was looking around. He checked underneath the desk, in the corners, and even behind the coat rack.

"What are you looking for?" I asked him.

He pulled his attention away from the direction he was staring at and said, "Just making sure that thing isn't back."

I nodded and looked back at the ghosts who were just now getting off the floor.

"Oh, Y/N, Scotty, this is Marcel." Brian said, motioning to the new ghost, "Marcel, that's Y/n and Scotty."

"Hello humans!" He greeted. His voice was so happy and chirpy, it was kind of cute.

"Hi." Scotty and I answered.

I looked at the time and sighed, not actually reading the clock. I looked at Scotty, "I'm going to go check the schedule in the back."

He nodded and I went to the office of Mrs. Williams. She's never here but she has and office and pretty much runs the library. I went to the cork broad behind her desk and checked who had the nightshift tomorrow.

"Dammit." I growled. Adam got it.

Maybe Adam will give me his shift. I mean, he believes my story and I don't think he'd mind. Tomorrow, him and Jennie are going to be working but he's also doing the nightshift. Its actually supposed to be my day off considering it's a Saturday but I really want to help these guys.

I'm not sure why though. Maybe because I just feel bad?

I sighed and walked back to the group of men. I looked at them and they were staring at a wall.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

Their attention went to me and Brock said, "There used to be a door here, I'm sure of it."

I raised an eyebrow, "What?"

I walked to them and Marcel said, "Brock's been here for twelve years and he's saying that there used to be a door that lead to another section."

I looked at the wall they were staring at but didn't see anything special about it. "Are you sure?"

"Positive." Brock answered, "I had a friend-it's been so long, I forgot his name-but I used to talk to him a lot but I haven't seen him in years."

"Well when did he get stuck in a book?" Scotty asked.

Brock thought for a minute, then looked at us, "2006."

I widened my eyes, "Eleven years?"

He nodded, "I met him when he first got stuck in a book, a year after me, and explained everything I knew to him."

"I remember meeting him, but I don't know where's he's been." Evan added.

I looked at the wall again, but nothing was unusual about it. There was now pop from the doorway or handle, nor was there even an outline of a hole to indicate something was there.

"They could've took it out, Brock." Brian said.

He shrugged, "They could've, but why?"

No one answered and that's when I noticed a tiny hole. I knotted my eyebrows and squinted to get a better look at it. It kind of looked like a keyhole. I pointed at it, "There's a keyhole."

Brock nodded, "I saw it, but I don't have a key."

I shrugged and got in front of him. I took out my house key and poked it through the hole. I hit the end of it with my hand and turned it as fast as I could. It turned and I heard a click.

"How the hell do you know how to do that?" Scotty asked.

I looked at him, "Uh...long story." I was about to push it open the door, but I stopped. "We can't open this."

"Why not?" Ohm asked.

I pulled myself away from the door and turned to them, "Jennie and Adam can't come in and see a new door here. Imagine how they would react."

Scotty nodded, "We can't. We might be able to do it tonight but-"

"No," I interrupted, "Adam has the nightshift."

"Do you think he'll give it up?" Scotty asked.

I shrugged, "I'm not sure, but it's unlikely."

I turned back to the door and pulled out my key. "Why don't you just flirt yourself into getting us the shift?" Scotty added.

I turned to him, "Excuse me?"

He shrugged, "Adam's got eyes for you, use it to your advantage."

I pointed at him, "Adam doesn't like me and even if he did, I'm not going to use him."

"It not called using him-"

"Then what do you call it?" I asked.

"Look, in not saying it's a good thing," he said, "but if we could get the nightshift again, I don't see why you won't do it."

"Okay," I said walking to him, "you flirt with him and see how far that goes."

I walked pass him and back to the desk and he said, "That's not going to work because he's not into me."

I turned to him, "Exactly."

After a stare down, Evan said, "Scotty, if you're up to flirting with him, then I can make that happen."

We all looked at him. "What do you mean?" Scotty asked.

Evan lifted his hand and snapped his fingers, grinning. White and brown feathers blocked my vision once again as they flew upwards. It was like the same thing that happened when Evan turned me into a showgirl. Once they cleared up and I looked down. I was wearing a blue shirt and regular jeans. The outfit looked familiar, but it didn't look like my clothes.

"What the hell?" A female shouted. A voice that was very familiar to me because it was mine.

I widened my eyes and looked at where it came from and where Scotty used to stand, was now a clone of me.

"What the fuck?" I yelled. That was not my voice. That was Scotty's.

He-or she-looked at me and started hyperventilating. I walked to him/her and grabbed his/her shoulders.

"Scotty, you need to calm down." I said.

He kept taking large breaths and said, "But, you're me."

I let go of him/her and looked at the ghosts, "What exactly is your plan here."

"Well if Scotty's talking all big about flirting with him, he can do it." Evan said, getting mad at the fact Scotty wanted me to use Adam.

Or at least that's what I thought the reason was.

"I can't flirt." Scotty protested.

"And you think I can?" I said.

"This isn't going to work." He/she said to Evan.

"Make it work." He answered, "Flirt with Tyler."

"Please don't." I said.

Scotty turned to me, "Why do you care if I flirt with him?"

"Because you're in my body, Dumbass." I responded.

He rolled his eyes and Evan pushed Tyler forward. They just kind of stared at each other and didn't say anything.

"Talk." Evan commanded, hitting Tyler.

"Hi Y/n, how are you." Tyler acted.

"Great, you?" Scotty answered back.

Do you feel that cringe too or is it just me?

"So, I heard you wanted my shift." Tyler continued.

"If it's okay with you, I mean a pretty face like yours needs some beauty rest too."

I cringed harder and face palmed, "Scotty, no."

After everyone laughed, they started over and kept practicing. We had to switch from one guy to another due to the different personalities, situations, and conversations and see what would be better. It was funny, but very weird because it was my body and voice, but I wasn't controlling it.

I looked at the clock and saw it was six in the morning. I face palmed probably for the millionth time that day and laughed, "We've wasted so much time on this and you can still barely get through the second sentence."

They checked the time too and started laughing at him/her again. Scotty turned to me and was about to say something when he/she suddenly stopped.

I raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

He pointed to the door and I turned and saw my six friends walk back in here. I was going to say something, but then I remembered, I'm Scotty.

"Hey nerds." Kelly said as they got back in thief original places.

"Say something about questioning you." Delirious whispered to Scotty.

"You guys here to question me-I mean, Scotty-again?" He/she asked.

They playfully glared at me and Kelly said, "Not right now, but we will soon."

"No, I'm here because I want my goodbye kiss before I go babysit." Chrissy said, looking at me.

I didn't dare look over at the boys but my face probably didn't look like I was up to the idea of kissing her.

I made a fake cough and thank god it sounded real, "Sorry Chrissy, I'm not feeling to good. I don't want you to get sick."

She nodded, "Can I at least get a hug?"

I nodded and smiled, "Of course."

I walked out from behind the desk and we met at the side. I hugged her, trying to hide my face so our friends wouldn't have to observe it. We pulled away not long after she kissed the side of my face. It took every bone in my body not to react to that the way I usually would.

"I'll talk to you later." She giggled and was about to leave when Scotty stopped her.

"Actually," he/she started, "can you guys help me. I kind of like the guy we work with."

I looked at him with the what-the-fuck-do-you-think-you're-doing look.

"Adam?" They all said at the same time.

He/She nodded, "Yeah I don-"

"Are you sure you're ready to start dating again?" Lauren asked, really concerned.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Scotty asked.

They glanced at me like they didn't want to say it out loud. I looked at Chrissy and after a bit of staring, she nodded at the rest.

"The...um...rape...issue..." Lanai awkwardly stated.

I looked at the group and saw all their faces drop. The ghosts looked at me and Scotty tried not to. They all looked speechless and horrified.

"Uh..." Scotty tried to talk but was clearly speechless, "I guess I just really like him. I'm just trying to forget all of that."

He/She looked like he/she was about to cry, but Scotty didn't dare let a tear fall.

"Honey, you're clearly not alright with it and that isn't a way to forget about it." Simone said.

Scotty started messing with things, trying to avoid eye contact, and said, "I-I...I don't know..."

Lauren quietly walked to him/her, grabbed his/her hand and pulled her the the rest of my friends. They gave him/her a group hug and quickly said "I love you"'s and left.

Chrissy blew me a kiss before she left, but I honestly was trying to act like I was doing something; trying to avoid eye contact with anyone and everyone.

No one said anything and Scotty walked back to him spot. After I heard a familiar snap, feathers flew up. Once they were gone, I checked and I was in my original body. I didn't look up but they were staring at me, I felt it.

"Stop staring." I ordered and heard everyone turn.

"Look, I'm sorry. I-I-" Scotty tried to say.

"Yeah, you didn't know and in all honesty, I didn't want you to know." I said, "You were right about me wanting to forget it."

I wrote my number down as he tried to find something else to say. I gave it to him, making him shut up and said, "Just ask. Text me whatever he says."

He nodded and I put on my coat and walked out the door.

~

I stood in front of the library and checked the time: 8:04 p.m.

"Why did you give him your hours?" I whined to the Adam that left two minutes ago.

I walked in and looked around, not seeing any of them anywhere. I looked around once more and was met face to face with Delirious. I yelped as I slapped him once again.

"Ow!" He screamed, "I forgot you do that!"

I heard more laughter from behind me and turned to see the rest of them laughing their asses off.

"I didn't." Tyler laughed.

I started laughing too, turned back to him and said, "Why do you insist on doing that?"

He held his face and looked at me, "Because it's usually funny."

"That was pretty funny form where I'm standing." Brian added.

He started laughing too and when we all calmed down, we followed Brock back to the door and I did what I did last time once again.

"We'll just cover it with a bookshelf before they come in." Scotty said before I took a deep breath.

I opened the door, but not with ease. The wallpaper unpeeled and ripped itself from the door leaving nothing but thin pieces of nasty, old wallpaper in between us and a pitch black room.

The room reeked of decomposed papers and old ink. Evan grabbed my shoulders and moved me back, making Brock become the leader again. He reluctantly rubbed his hand on the inside of the wall, looking for a light switch. After a small click and the lights in the room flickering on, we saw the unorganized mess of gross, old books that no one has probably even thought about in years.

"They didn't cut the power, so I guess we're lucky there." Brock commented, but didn't move.

After a while of literally no one moving and just standing there, scared of what they're going to find. I stepped in front of them and said, "Alright, ladies first. Move over."

I walked into the room and smelt the fluids. I looked around and saw many cracks in the ceiling of the room.

They soon all piled in after and examined the room along with the books. If you thought the moldy, broken, stench infested room was bad, imagine the poor, wet and sappy books.

None of the books were on shelves or even in boxes; they were just scattered along the floor.

"What was this place?" Scotty asked.

"I told you," Brock answered, "it used to be a section."

"Okay," Scotty continued, "how come you guys can't look at this section, see your friend and point out where they are? I mean, you can see all those other people in the other sections, so why can't you just point out your friends and make this easier?"

"First off," Tyler started, "we can only see people in the sections we were stuck in. If I walk into the kids section, I won't see any of the people Brock sees."

"Second," Marcel added, "we don't even know what books we were in. There's no way they would've known."

Scotty nodded, "Then how'd you guys meet?"

"We walked out to the hallway. We're not supposed to, but it's fun and we wouldn't have met each other if we didn't." Ohm said.

I saw a book that didn't look too damaged and picked it up. I examined it, hard back with a few coffee mug stains and a water marks. It was bark blue and had "ChilledChaos" printed in basic font in red. The book also didn't have an author.

I turned to everyone else, "Anybody know a ChilledChaos?"

They all turned and Brock and Evan gleamed with happiness. "Open it!" They chimed.

I looked at Brock, "Is this your man?"

He shook his head, "No, but I know him and in all honesty, kind of forgot about him. So open it!"

I laughed and made sure I had room to have a somewhat smooth landing. I closed my eyes and opened it.

Nothing.

I raised an eyebrow and looked back at the book. "I thought you said this was a friend."

"It is." Evan said, walking forward, "Why is it not working?"

I handed him the book and looked back at the rest of the ghosts. They were all so confused and had no idea what was going on.

"No," Brock said, taking the book from Evan, "this is him, why isn't it wo-"

"Is it because you forgot about him?" I said.

They both looked at me and Brock said, "What do you mean?"

"Forgetting people is a common thing and so is forgetting books." I explained, "What if it's just too late to save him because everyone forgot him?"

I probably shouldn't have put it that way because they both obviously wanted to cry. They didn't mean to forget him.

They were silent and no one would take their eyes off them. Brock gently set the book down on a bunch of other books and just kind of stared at it for a little.

Tyler walked to them and put his arms on both their shoulders, leaning down to their level. He started whispering something to them and they nodded and thanked him, going back to what they originally started doing. Soon, everyone followed their lead and started looked through the books again.

Brian suddenly yelled, "Nogla!"

I knotted my eyebrows and looked at Brian who was holding a green, leather book.

"What kind of name is Nogla?" Scotty asked.

Brian handed him the book, "That's not his actual name. Open the book and he'll tell you."

I looked at Brock and Evan and they looked ecstatic. I think this was the guy they were looking for. According to the room's reactions, apparently a lot of people knew him.

Scotty nodded and did the same thing I did before and took a deep breath before opening the book. Unlike the other one, he actually flew back and rolled till he hit the wall.

"Are you alright?" A very deep voice with a heavy Irish accent asked.

Scotty was positioned with his feet and legs up the wall and his back against the floor. He looked up at the light and I followed his lead.

Green and black lose, ripped up papers flew around a small segment in the light and the greens lined together to form a green shirt and the black papers formed fluffy, messy black hair and shoes and pants. The bright light consumed our vision once again and we looked away. When we looked back after the thump of a human falling, a new, tall, pale male was standing over Scotty.

"Hello." Scotty said, starting to get used to the strange tradition of men popping out of books.

"Hi." The new male greeted.

"David!" Most of the room shouted and ran at him.

Scotty got off the ground and joined me. We waited for them to have their reunion before continuing to introduce us.

"Nogla, this is Y/n and Scotty." Delirious said, "Guys, this is Nogla."

"My real name is David, but I'll answer to both." He explained.

I nodded and proceeded to ask, "So what was this section and how'd you get in it?"

He looked around and noticed how gross the place looked, "It used to be a section for books people brought it; donating them to the library. I was in here one day and I literally knocked down so many books that people from the old section heard them fall, and that's all the way down the hall."

Whoever is planting these books and getting them stuck in them is very picky about people being quiet in the library.

"You know," I commented, "this whole thing honestly makes no sense. Who's the one planting the books so you guys can find them? And the reasons you guys even get stuck in the books are common mistakes, why is this person so picky?"

No one said anything and Scotty joined in, "Yeah, why is this even a thing and why are they just pinning out you guys and not anyone else."

"Because we used to work in the library." Ohm said, "Regular people who just walk in here get a pass because they can just leave and no one would care, but we had to come back."

"Who did it, we don't know," Evan added, "but whoever it was studied us and where we usually go."

I walked out of the room, not wanting to finish the conversation in there, and everyone else followed. "Is that everyone out of there?"

They nodded and everyone helped us push a close bookshelf over the new door. We went to the long hallway continued on with the conversation from before.

"So it has to be someone very picky and follows the rules." Scotty said.

"And someone who knows employees and the way they work." I added.

"The only person who's ever kept track of employees was Mrs. Williams." Marcel said.

"Wait, Mrs. Williams?" Evan asked, "That was the lady who owned the library when I got stuck."

"Same here." Ohm, Delirious, and Tyler said.

"She was like 64 when I got stuck." Brock said, "She should've retired by now."

I raised an eyebrow and looked at Scotty. He looked at me and we looked at the ghosts. "Mrs. Williams is still 64."

Everyone's eye widened and Luke said, "Come to think of it, I've worked at the library for years and that woman never aged, had a birthday party, or said she was any other age besides 64."

We all started freaking out and David said, "Okay, so we have a suspect, but we can't just jump to conclusions."

Evan nodded, "Nogla's right. Let's find the rest of the books, get our lives back and confront her then."

Everyone agreed and Scotty said, "So, where to next."

"Fantasy." Tyler said, pointing to the section after action.

They nodded and headed to the section. Marcel, Luke, and Brian were trudging behind so I walked to them.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

They shrugged. "Just thinking really." Marcel answered.

"About?"

They were quiet for a little then Brian said, "What we did to get stuck. It's just really stupid reasons and..."

"What'd you do?" I asked.

"Well," Luke started, making us look at him, "Delirious went missing and this was the last place he was seen at so I asked Mrs. Williams if I could work the nightshift. When she gave it to me, I went around the library pretty much screaming his name, but nobody showed up. I checked the action section and saw a comic book that was completely blank so I picked it up and got stuck. But I didn't do anything wrong."

We all nodded and he just got mad thinking about it.

"I'm here because there were always a lot of kids in the action section due to the comics and I used to mess around and act like a hero." Brian said, "I don't understand why that was so bad."

"Clearly you guys got stuck because you did it and not why. Whoever it was clearly not into the idea of you guys helping people." I said.

"I would always make people laugh and my laugh isn't exactly the quietest." Marcel explained.

"Okay, that is by far the dumbest reason I've heard so far." I said.

He shrugged, "That was pretty much the only time another has ever complained about me being loud."

"If it is Mrs. Williams," I said, "I'm going to scream something so loud at her she won't know what to do."

"Like what?" Brian asked.

"Penis. I don't know." I laughed. They chuckled and I continued, "Plus, I'm trying my best to get you guys out of here, even though I nearly died."

They smiled and said, "Thank you, Y/N."

"No problem," I said, "but why were you guys thinking about that?"

Luke sighed and said, "We were only teens and we literally left everyone when we got stuck in the books."

I honestly didn't think of that till now. When they get their lives back, they'll have nowhere to go. Technically, they're all still missing and if they just showed up out of the blue, they'll be questioned and no ones going to believe what actually happened.

I looked back at the section everyone was already in and looking around. I looked back and dramatically motioned to the door, "Shall we, gentlemen?"

They laughed and Marcel walked forward and said, "We shall."

We laughed and walked into the fantasy section.