When Mitchel opened the door and said "After you," Eliza was a little hesitant. Slowly, Eliza stepped into the library. "Thank you, Mitchel," Eliza murmured. Eliza looked around. Books were all over the place. They were on the floor, on the shelves, and some where near the ceiling. Eliza gulped. "The Demonic Spirits throw books at us?" Eliza's voice was shaky when she asked Mitchel that. Eliza knew the answer, though. "I-I usually don't get scared of these things, Mitchel," Eliza whispered. "I just don't want anything to get thrown at me.
((To those that think I'm puppet mastering, I'm not. Mitchel and I were on Main Street and Mitchel told me to start a new thread.))
((To those that think I'm puppet mastering, I'm not. Mitchel and I were on Main Street and Mitchel told me to start a new thread.))