"That it does," Solomon answered, flying down to the table again. "If you want to make it an easier transition, just walk into it. It's a lot simpler than having to get dragged through every time." The presence was created by his dabbling in magic, working as a temporary rift in the barrier that only lasted long enough for the boys to get in and out. As long as they went through while it was open, they wouldn't miss their chance to get home.<br/><br/>Salem, who spent most of the remaining hour looking at the statues decorating the library, took notice of the shadows only after Joe nudged him. At Solomon's direction, he began to approach them, holding his hand out towards the mass as it grew in size. The shadows reached out for him, brushing against his fingertips at first, then rapidly climbing up his arm. Not in the mood to get yanked and tossed again, he walked through, and found himself surrounded by darkness. Once inside, he took a few more steps, leaving the shadows to find himself in his apartment's living room again. Mary was still snoozing on the couch, and nothing seemed like it had changed. A quick peek at his cell phone revealed the time to be 12:01 AM.