Author's Notes:
Yes, it's another drabble for Challenge 309 – The Library at tw100!

Summary: It’s long past closing time at the library, but something’s afoot.

It’s well past midnight; the library is deserted, silent and still. The only light is from the moon shining through tall, arched windows, laying stripes of silver across the shadowed floor.

A door creaks gently, soft footsteps can be heard, then a thud.



“Stubbed my toe! It hurt!”

“Could you at least try to be stealthy?”

“I am trying to be stealthy! It’s not my fault I can’t see where I’m going!”

“You’re the one who said you didn’t need a torch, Jack! This is the last time I’m helping you sneak overdue books back into the library.”

TBC in 'Belated Realisation' (Chapter 1073)