It was a wet Wednesday afternoon when Chase finally found Bisby Library again. He’d looked for it several times, but somehow never been able to track it down. But today was the day, and there it was in all its spooky glory, with its lion statues and big wooden door…. Only it was firmly closed, and a simple sign hung from the doorknob…
LIBRARY CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE. PLEASE POST ALL RETURNS THROUGH THE LETTERBOX.
“You too, huh?” said a voice.
Chase nearly jumped out of his skin. A dark-haired boy had somehow appeared from nowhere and was standing right beside him. “Sorry, didn’t mean to make you jump. I’m Jake.” The boy held out a hand. “Jake Starling.”
