“Why are you following me?” Emma hissed as the doors of the elevator opened in the library basement. She was trying to keep her voice down because lately more patrons were spending time in the basement. They told her it didn't feel as creepy, and she'd been asked several times if the library had put in new lights or repainted and Emma had just smiled and shook her head. Inwardly, she knew it felt different down here, and it just kept getting confirmed, but right now, she had a certain Demon or Fallen God haunting her every step that she dearly wished she could ram with her book cart.
“Relax, they can't see me.” Bel waved a hand and Emma gave him a hard glare.
“That's not the problem.” She muttered out of the side of her mouth as she shelved a book. “I can and talking to you makes
