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The first book I opened was all about Dylos. "Damn. Talk about luck."

As I began to open it, something slammed against the window. Yelling, I looked up to see a wyvern sliding down the window. Laughing, I said, "You stupid wannabe! Your kind are inferior to my own!"

Flapping it's wings, the wyvern lifted itself back into the air and attacked the window again with it's head...repeatedly. Frowning, I said, "Stop it! You're going to seriously hurt it! It's creatures like you that give the whole draconic-like race a bad name!"

Hearing giggling from somewhere in the library, I looked about and saw no one. However, a window at the far end of the library opened and another, smaller wyvern--probably a hatchling--crawled inside the library. Remaining perfectly silent, I watched the little one look about. It acted like a whipped dog that is shown sudden kindness and did not quite know how to respond.

Spotting me, the little wyvern roared and rushed towards me. Not wanting to hurt a hatchling, I tucked the book about Dylos in my coat and hurried out. Just as I reached the library doors, the large Mandragora* doors slammed shut.

Swearing, I glanced over my shoulder as the hatchling wyvern cut a corner too soon and knocked down a tall bookshelf. Pausing, the wyvern and I watched as the shelves slammed against one another in a domino effect.

Snapping out of my trance, I turned back to the doors and pried them open just enough so I could squeeze through--whatever had closed them did not want me out of the library. As the door slammed shut again, I saw several ghosts raise out of the bookshelves.

"Oh boy," I muttered, turning and leaping over the railing.

Falling thirteen flights, I opened my wings and soared into what appeared to be a kitchen. Spotting some sort of report on the counter, I walked over to it to pick it up--but had to duck from flatware, pots, pans, trays, and glasses that were flying at me out of their own accord.

Leaping over to the counter, I rolled to my feet and grabbed the report. Looking up, I saw several rather large butcher knives flying at me. Before I had time to react, another warphole opened beneath my feet and deposited me in Chazu's house.