Hours passed by, and the books piled up around me. At some point, the books began forming a shelter around me. I yawned and stretched back. "I wonder what the time is?", I yawned as I grabbed another book. My eyes were heavy and the quiet of the room was getting to me. I flipped open the book and saw a chapter describing my spirit. Again, nothing but a general description of his appearance. Suddenly, the main door creaked open and I threw my head up to see who it was. Footsteps echoed as they got closer. I drew my knife and ducked behind a desk. Suddenly the steps stopped. I sprang up, but stopped myself when I saw who it was. My knife was about three inches away from Airi. "Airi? What are you doing here?!", I shouted in suprise. "Bason?", Airi jumped back but fell over a stack of books. "You okay?", I asked as I helped her up. "Why are you here?", she asked. "Researching, killing zombies, so on and so forth.", I said. "How many books have you gone through?", she asked as she picked up some books that were thrown onto the desk. "About 1,564...give or take a few.", I replied. She dropped the book, and stared at the mass pile behind me. "I'm not joking with you either.", I said as I sat down. "Anything useful to you?", she asked. "Absolutly nothing...", I said as I pushed some books off the desk. "Anyway, what brings you here Airi?", I asked as she took a seat.