You hear them grumble, snicker, and taunt their vulgar jeers into the darkness. The Twins are searching for you, room by blackened room. It won't be long before they find you under the desk. You have the fire poker you found, maybe you could fight back? Maybe, but maybe escape makes more sense. You see a closed fire door that leads to an outer stairwell. On the other side of the room is an open door that leads into more darkness. The fire door may be locked, but you still have that skeleton key. The open door might be a dead-end or it might be another hall with more opportunities. No time to try both. Three choices, one chance, and no guarantees. The sound of the rain flowing through the eaves outside sounds like whispers and now you're seeing glimpses of the Twins flashlight as it creeps through the darkness.  'Glenda, come out come out' they sneer.  They're in the office adjacent: you're next. Gripping the fire poker you take a deep breath and close your eyes. All this trouble for a book, a stupid haunted book that you can't even read without going mad. You wonder about what you've seen tonight, how much of it was real? Will anyone believe you when you tell them? Will you get out to tell someone? A shock of thunder crashes through the darkened library.

Open your eyes and make your move.