Amber nodded. Warmth and food seemed very appealing right now and she was curious what was on the leaflet they’d just got. They headed back towards the Park. As they turned into the final pathway, they noticed a figure standing outside the Library. It was wearing brown, heavy monastic robes and had the cowl pulled up over its head. Ghost considered the practicalities of taking another way to a different entrance to the Park. The figure beckoned them and then headed into the Library.
Amber looked at Ghost “Or maybe not.”
Silver hadn’t really mentioned the Librarians much to Ghost and he hadn’t pried. Now he was beginning to regret that decision. They prized knowledge and had guns. He wasn’t convinced it was the best mix, though if they were going to be neighbours he supposed some kind of meeting was inevitable. He slung his shotgun over his shoulder and followed the monk in. Amber trusted his instincts and did the same.
They stamped on the doormat, dislodging as much snow as they could so as not to track it inside. It was an unusual design for a library. There was a small foyer and then you immediately had to go upstairs to get to the Library itself. Ghost noticed that the electric lights were working. It made sense, if you prized books, the last thing you wanted was fire. The figure continued walking up the stairs and they followed him. At the top of the stairs Ghost saw that the Librarians hadn’t made many changes to the place. It had one main level and then a second level that was missing a centre, allowing easy visibility between the two. More figures wandered around the place dong whatever it is that Librarians actually do. The figure that had been leading them turned and headed off towards a row of shelves.
“Greetings and well met,” they turned to face a smiling man. He defied the stereotype of a librarian and instead seemed more like the type who in a few years time would make an excellent Santa. He held out his hand.
Ghost shook it warmly and noticed that it was a firm grip without any of that macho nonsense that irritated him. Amber shook his hand too.
“I’m Daniel and you are both most welcome here, though I must say you have been busy.”
Ghost shrugged and smiled “I’m Ghost,”
“And I’m Amber.”
“Excellent. Now we’ve all been introduced, a good start don’t you think? Tell me, what do you think of the shopping mall?” he looked at them intently.
“Well the zombies are a bit of an issue,” Ghost began
“True, true.” Daniel replied. “Still how would you feel about going in there and getting a few things for us. Well I say a few things…”
Ghost noticed that several of the monks seemed to have drifted over to working nearby, though whether they were just listening to the conversation or acting as protection he wasn’t sure. Their robes were sufficiently loose that they could easily hide a multitude of sins.
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