"This is the guest library." Your host moves her arm, taking in the entire room. It is covered with bookcases which are mostly empty. There are couches placed at random. Mysterious lighting comes from somewhere. "You can read anything out here that you like. Over there," she points "are stories I have written. And over there," she points again, "are stories by other writers. Enjoy your stay." She smiles. "Call me when you are ready to leave."

Stories by me

Stories by Angie

Call to go to the Foyer 1