Book Haven, Tuesday
Evan was antsy today at the Book Haven for reasons he couldn't quite put a finger on. It felt like there was something lingering just over the horizon that was ominous, imposing... heavy, somehow. Like it was lurking just around the corner, watching, waiting...
It took him until about noon to realize that he was experiencing the feeling because a handful of the books were actually physically creeping up behind him, and that was the moment they chose to strike. Or, rather, to fall on him from a bookshelf overhead, trying to pin him down to make him read a horror novel he'd put back the other week because it was just a little bit too violent for his tastes.
Books.
[Open! OCD-free.]
It took him until about noon to realize that he was experiencing the feeling because a handful of the books were actually physically creeping up behind him, and that was the moment they chose to strike. Or, rather, to fall on him from a bookshelf overhead, trying to pin him down to make him read a horror novel he'd put back the other week because it was just a little bit too violent for his tastes.
Books.
[Open! OCD-free.]