My dearest confidante,
I arrived at the library as instructed and parked around the back. The lot was empty save for a motorbike. The streetlights had just begun to illuminate the creeping darkness. I held the key like a weapon and walked towards the back entrance, making my best attempt to look as inconspicuous as possible. Out of habit, I tried the knob before inserting the key. The lock made a tired click and the door creaked open.
It was eerie being in the library at
