During the short time Kian was in the library, I learned so much and so little at the same time. All that was left in his departure were more questions and even fewer answers. I had this feeling that somehow I had something to do with everything that has happened.
Upon my arrival, he has taken a keen interest in me, and not only that, it would seem that we were trapped here because of me. Although it didn’t make sense. Nothing made sense anymore.
There was something else going on here, and I had a feeling that this was only the beginning. I sat crisscrossed on the floor, absentmindedly running my hands through a sleeping Mr. Whiskers' fur as I contemplated what I was going to do next.
There was one thing I could try. I know I couldn’t get out through the front door, but what about the
