"Avery, could you lock up tonight, please?" asked Jason, throwing her the keys to the building. The girl sighed before answering, "Sure. But tomorrow is your turn. You know I don't like staying here late, it feels creepy." She shivered as she imagined what all could go on in the library while she was the only one there. Of course, nobody would want to break into a city library, but she was still scared of the possibilities. "Fine, fine," the aging man told her, grinning kindheartedly before opening the front doors, and leaving Avery alone in the library with the remaining guests. After the writing presentation in the meeting room let out, the library was mostly empty, and Avery was able to leave the front desk unattended as she cleaned up in the back room, picking up stray papers and filing things when needed. Afterwards, she began shutting off the computers situated around the library, straightening up the pencils and papers there occasionally. When she was making her rounds, checking that everything was locked, she saw a man near the back, typing away at a computer, but she didn't pay him much attention. Nearly every day he was in that exact same chair, doing the same thing, and was a regular occurrence in the library. He'd probably be gone by closing, like he was every day, and then Avery could go home. Humming softly to herself as she began putting away some unshelved books in the children's section, she kept a watch on the time, already feeling the creepiness of being in the library alone.