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1 Tony was reeling from his finds, for he sat in the library for a good hour re-reading the final entry in Professor Ward’s journal. The only questions that remained were what had happened to the professor and if the same fate awaited everyone who came in physical contact with the creature. Unfortunately the latter couldn’t be answered until something did happen to Amanda and him. The former he had a chance of answering at the archives of the asylum. Tony glanced around for the old librarian and, not seeing her, stuffed the journal into his bag. Such an ancient, thin tome would never be missed, and he had more need of it than any other patron of the library. Then Tony shouldered his bag and went outside. The dull day reflected his gloomy thoughts, for in his mind he kept going over