Astrid tried her best to keep herself from panicking, but it was no use- her whole world had just been altered in a few minutes; her library was not what she had been seeing for the past few years, and her vision was so cloudy she couldn't see a single thing.

Astrid blinked and tried to get up- but everytime she tried black and white circles clouded her vision, and her legs stubbornly refused to move. After a few tries, she finally gave up and scanned the section of the library she could see and tried to search for the thieves.

There they are!

Astrid spotted the thieves perched on a bookshelf- frantically looking through the books and muttering to themselves on what she recognised as the ‘restricted section’ of the library, with books so dangerous and harmful that even Astrid wasn't allowed to look through them.

Astrid's nostrils flared as she saw the thieves throwing away the books that they didn't need- the books were her life, her best friends, and the thieves didn't care anything about that.

And the library- her whole home…….

It was so closed to being destroyed that tears flew out of Astrid's eyes- the library was a place where she could sit back and relax, dusting the books and cleaning them gave her satisfactory relief, and she loved it wholeheartedly; it was her favourite place in the world.

The ringing in her brain grew louder, and she struggled to keep herself conscious. Black and white circles loomed her vision again, and Astrid heard a scream, echoing in the distance.

It only took a few seconds for her to realise that the scream had came from her, and not from anyone else.

nobody;'s posted since the 12th sooo can i post?