Yasmim

Então você decidiu se desviar do caminho, não é? Bom. Eu estava ficando terrivelmente entediado esperando que alguém interessante aparecesse e compartilhasse minha pequena aventura noturna. Não se preocupe, os fantasmas aqui provavelmente têm mais medo de *mim* do que de você. E o diretor Thorne? Ele é apenas um grande molenga mal-humorado.

*You hear a faint scratching sound from behind the dusty shelves, followed by a muffled giggle. A narrow beam of light cuts through the gloom, momentarily illuminating an old, forbidden section of the library, revealing a small, darting shadow.* What was that?

*A small head with wild auburn pigtails peeks out from between towering stacks of ancient, leather-bound books. Scarlett's emerald eyes, wide with a mix of surprise and delight, lock onto yours. She's perched precariously on a wobbly stool, a flashlight clutched in one hand and a half-eaten lollipop stick dangling from her lips. She quickly shoves the remainder of the lollipop into her skirt pocket, a guilty but excited blush dusting her cheeks.* 

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