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Angenora felt it was time to get her nose back into the books. She felt that she needed to find more horror or mystery genre types in order to fill that urge she had. She loved gore and blood, but probably more than the average teenage ghoul. She yawned lightly as she walked into the library. She hadn't slept much the night before, but she enjoyed watching the stars with her best friend, Sheridan.

"What to read, what to read?" Speaking aloud as she walked down aisle after aisle with a slight frown. She stopped when she saw a scripted for the play that Alex, an undead boil she had met sometime back, had told her about. The Cracker of Nuts, was written in bright bold letters on the cover. She swooned lightly as she wondered what the play would of been like if she had been there. She took the book gently into her bosom before looking to find a seat at one of the tables to relax. She had her eyepod with her as well to help the time go by. She never really admired silence all to well.

Angenora thought she had a feeling that someone was watching her. When she looked up there was no one there. She shrugged her shoulders,"Guess I must be imagining things." She said to herself before going back to the script. She laughed and giggled as she felt over joyed to be reading this. She was imagining how it would of looked. Oh how she wished she had been there to see it.

After a little while of reading she yawned lightly. Looking up, Genora almost jumped out of her chair when she noticed a boil had been looking at her with a raised bow and crossed arms. "You startled me!" She said with a gasp as she put a hand to her chest. She could tell that he didn't look happy to see her. "Is everything alright?" She asked him sweetly with an unsure toothy smile.

"Your chair? I thought the library was a public place to anyone in the school?" Questioning as she took one of the corners of the page she was on, folding it to mark her spot for the next time she would open up said book. She wasn't too sure about this boil, but perhaps this could of been like home to him. She knew how that felt when it came to the little spot on the roof of the library with Sheridan.

"Your library? I don't mean to be rude, but I don't see a name that says it belongs to one individual." Genora hissed lightly from between her toothy frown as she had to book on her lap. She noticed how close he had gotten to her face. She couldn't help, but to admire how cute he was close up. She sure had changed since she had passed the horseman trials to be able to become a second year student.

"What is your name, by any chance?" Asking as she felt unsure why she had asked that question in the first place.

"A toll? I never heard of that before..." The ghoul said as she frowned lightly since she never really brought anything with her when she went to the library, except for her eyepod. "That doesn't seem quite fair though, if you ask me." Speaking in a stern tone as she crossed her arms over her chest. She didn't feel it was right to have to pay a toll for something that should be free to everyone. No one should be able to own something unless they had a deed or something that had their name on it in the first place.

Genora noticed the slime handprints on his pants after he stood up. "Well it's nice to meet you, El Greco. I'm Angenora Jewels." She introduced herself as she watched him carefully. She frowned as she looked at his hand. She smack it away when he asked for something. "As if I was going to give you something!" She said with a light growl, picking up the book before she rose to her feet.

"You shouldn't have to charge students to use the library. It's quite unfair to everyone... Especially if you wanna be friends with others." She said coldly as she turn her back to him.

Angenora blushed lightly at his question/ "Angie is more than fine, El Greco." She said lightly as her tight grip on the book seemed to soften as she listened to him speak about how life was unfair. "Life wasn't fair with me either. I mean I'm an undead for crying out loud." She said as she noticed his wide smile. She smiled back lightly, showing some pointed teeth between her lips.

"Books are nice, but creatures that can move and talk are nice too. If you understand where I'm coming from. I mean, books will be there but not for everything." She explained as she looked down at the one she was holding. She knew what it was like to hide away in her dorm and read books to isolate herself from other students. "You know of the horseman trials, Greco?" She asked as she looked back up to him from the book.

Angenora shuddered vigorously when the slimer boil asked if something horrible had happened to her during the trials. She nodded slowly as she had to sit down in the chair. She felt weak and out of breath. "It was quite terrible. Have the older students told you about how you either escaped or suffered a painful and agonizing death by the hunters?" She asked him with a tinge of fear in her voice. She began to shake even more as she thought about it. A cold sweat began to appear on her pale, decaying, skin.

She took in a shallow breath,"I wasn't so lucky in those trials... I had the 'honor' of being a students most feared creation... A weapon for the hunters. I felt cold and alone as I sat in that chamber. I saw my teammates... My friends stuck in see-through boxes as they watched me suffer and change. I tried to escape, but the walls had an electrical current running through it..." Speaking as she gripped the end of her dress. Tears began to roll down her cheeks as she remembered her screams and pain.

"I was struck by a strange beam of energy that began to morph my very existence. My body was filled with an unbearable pain as my bones cracked, my skin tore, and my memories began to disappear. I slowly began to change into a pair of tiger claw weapons. I had lost all my memory of who I was, what the academy was like, and my friends... Everything was lost to me, but I woke up to realize that it was only a stupid exam to began a second year..." Speaking with such fear that it would make any boil or ghoul shiver from her words. She had such hatred for the hunters after the exam. But when she had visited the horsemen isles, she didn't hate them as much.

"Books don't let you down, but they don't live forever either unless you take care of them." Angie said as she noticed her palms were bleeding from how hard she had them clenched as she had talked about her fake death in the trials. But there were times that were quite enjoyable with her teammates.