“Have you found theLibary yet James?” “No, not yet but we are close.” “Keep using those marine goggels. They will help you see ten times better against te dark.” “I’ll keep that in mind.” This conversation kept going back fourth between two very intresting people that I should probaly mention before anything else. The man under the water is archolgists, James Bastin and the man on top of the water is Paul Angy. James was a tall lean man who was very smart and was always intrested in anything history, but Paul, not so much. He was tall and lean, but he just didn’t have the same approach to history as James, however when James was looking for a partner to join him, he chose Paul because he saw potential in him. Anyway, they are in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, so they can’t swap partners now. The reason why they were there was because the only surviving book about the library stated that it would be in the middle of the Dews desert which was 500 years later The Atlantic Ocean. The plain blue sky and the endless blue water was giving Paul second thoughts about coming on this trip and then suddenly his thoughts were interrupted. “Is that the stain glass?” thougt James to himself. He went closer. It was! “Paul, I found it! Remember the stain glass we saw ine ancient book, I see it!” James qiuckly rushed towards the Beatiful stain glass and brushed some seeweed off it. “Stunning.” He said to himself as he walked deeper into the ancient building, he found hundreds of decaying books lieing on shelves and the floor. He picked one up with the title: How to master the Fahara sword. As he trudged on the seabed, he saw a skelaton with a book called: How to fight. He gave a shudder. Why so many fighting books? The Dews people didn’t even fight that much! The crumbled walls looked as if they had been pulled apart, but they obviously hadn’t. Once he had done enough exploring (which was more than enough) he started documenting it on his waterproof piece of paper. As he went further into the library, he came to a sudden hault. The door that led to the rest of the library was covered in thick, brown lums of seaweed that stopped the door from opening. “Paul, we got a problem here, the door that leads to the rest of the library is stuck with seaweed.” “Just explore what you can explore, we’ll leave that for tommorow.” So, James went back and documented and investigated what he could. But as he was documenting the library he noticed something quite strange. A staff. He slowly picked it up and held it in both hands. “I shall take this up to the boat.” He said to himself. After looking at a few more books(they were all about fighting exepct one which was about how to become a genral). He swam back up to the boat with his documents and most importantly, the staff. But little did he know that he shouldn’t have taken that staff from its resting place