50 Librarian- Part 4

The black witch looked left and right to see the man gone. She had heard his footsteps following her. Where did he go? She looked at the passage like a corridor they had walked through.

"Searching for me?"

Lucas sat on the chair with his legs crossed, looking at the knife he had picked up that belonged to the black witch, "Is this yours?"

The witch stared at the man, "Where did you get that from?" and she saw him tap the table, "You aren't a human," the black witch glared with her slit eyes brightening in the darkroom where the flame in the lantern flickered.

Lucas didn't bother to answer the woman and instead asked a question of his own, "What are you doing here? Don't you think you are trying to aim too high by turning to a librarian?" he was playing with the knife with both his hands without looking at her.