Life And Death After Highschool: Whispers in the Night
by Buffy Anne Harris
Giles sat in his apartment he was reading over an ancient text. He looked up from the book and looked around his little home. There were boxes of books stacked everywhere. It was actually one of the best jobs Giles had seen Wesley do since his arrival in Sunnydale. Giles had had Wesley and Cordelia box and transport all the books from the library here, for safe keeping. There was no use blowing them up with the mayor.

Giles stood up closing the book in his hand and walking over to one of the boxes. He placed the book down and lifted the lid of one of the boxes. Then he felt a presence, as if someone were there with him. He looked up, and turned to look behind him. No one was there. So he turned back to the box there on top lay an old dust covered book only a few finger prints were on it, probably from Cordelia or Wesley. It looked as though it hadn't been open or read in years. Then in the air Giles caught a familiar sent, and thought he heard a whisper, "read it..." He shook his head it had been a long week.

But yet he did open the book, opening it wide to the middle he looked down at an engraving then read the caption beside it. He grew flush. The color left his face as he managed to find a seat on the couch. He turned the page slowly as it all began to sink in. Then he realized he had to find Buffy and as quickly as possible. Her very life lay in the balance. He stood shutting the book and quickly walking to the door grabbing his keys from the table that sat beside the entrance, and his coat from the rack in the corner. He opened the door and rushed out the book under his arm as he put on his coat and made his way to his beat up car.


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