The Whispering Library

There's a reason librarians whisper about the books that shelve themselves at night.

In certain old libraries, staff find volumes returned to shelves they were never

borrowed from. Always the same section. Always folklore and forgotten rituals.

One librarian noticed the pattern. Every book that moved had been checked out by

readers who vanished within a week. She opened one. Inside, handwritten notes in

the margins. Directions to places that don't exist on any map. Instructions in languages

that predate recorded history. The books aren't being returned. They're being delivered.

And last night, one appeared on her nightstand at home.