The dark inky sky hung over the peaceful village. The lamps flickered casting shadows onto the slimy cobblestones. As the first flakes of snow started to fall, a girl arrived at the library. She was no ordinary girl. She was a girl with a mission and her

The dark inky sky hung over the peaceful village. The lamps flickered casting shadows onto the slimy cobblestones. As the first flakes of snow started to fall, a girl arrived at the library. She was no ordinary girl. She was a girl with a mission and her name was Raven.

Raven stood at the doors of the library as she admired the architecture. A thin sheen of white covered the windows. It's sandstone pillars loomed above her. Raven pushed open the creaky mahogany doors and sat in a chair. The library was eerily quiet. She was about to grab a book off the shelf when the hairs on her back shivered. She was not alone. Slowly she turned around and in front of her was a ghost in a top hat and black cloak. That was the last thing Raven saw before everything went black.