[center][i]Peter
He/Him
? Entity[/i][/center]

The sound of squeaky wheels rolled through the halls of the Library; Like an old trolley that hadn’t been properly oiled in [i][u]ages[/u][/i]. The noise seemed to grow louder as it drew near to Lark and River… until at last the source of the noise presented itself by turning a corner into their section.

It was, in fact, a book trolly. A left over piece of equipment from when the Library had actually served as a library. But despite the gloomy, haunted atmosphere it wasn’t moving alone. A young man in his early to mid twenties was behind it, gloved hands gripping the somewhat rusted and flaky handle. 

Looking at the pair, the rather pale man blinked for a moment… before quipping “You know, the two of you make enough noise that you could wake the dead.”