Jacob only paused long enough to grab the gas lantern out of the supply pack and then they were back in the Library without another word. Inside of the library they roar of the storm coming through the the newly broken window out in the main hall was far quieter. Jacob set up the lantern and after a flick from his zippo lighter the thing lit up a nice portion of the old dusty book filled room.<br/><br/>Greg closed the door, but he left it open just a crack, so that they could peak out and see the glow of the monitor's from the Main hall. Shadow forms seemed to zip this way and that out there in the relative darkness and he pulled his head away, too afraid to look anymore. He started fingering through the tomes that lined the shelves. "No shit, you weren't kidding Tori....There are some really great shit in here...." Greg said as he walked the isle and you could practically see the dollar signs in his eyes.<br/><br/>On the couch, which was still auspiciously turned toward the wall, Shanna snuggled up next to Tori where  Jacob and Tori  had stacked up the books they'd selected earlier for inspection, and now Shanna was briskly flipping through them, not reading or really looking for anything in particular. "I'm fucking worried about Fishy and Brandi..." She started to cry again, sobbing she squeezed up on Tori, her big breast which still hadn't managed to find a shirt, pressed hard into Tori's back. The gesture wasn't sexual though, Shanna was obviously as upset as everyone else.<br/><br/>"We are all worried, Shanna....But running around the house, looking for them is just going to end up with something worse happening to us....Our best hope is information....We need to start unraveling this mystery, before we make our next move. WE WILL FIND FISH AND BRANDI...I PROMISE, OK?" Jacob did his best to comfort Shanna, as Greg her husband was too busy estimating how much he could make, selling the books. Tori helped alot, she let Shanna hold her, undaunted about Shanna's nudity.<br/><br/><br/>"Check it out, this 1st addition still has it's dust jacket....It's worth like 600 bucks! WOOHOO!" Greg suddenly called out, but as he pulled the book from the shelf it halted and the sound of a lock could be heard echoing through the library. The bookcase, popped away from the wall and started to swing open as if it were a door. "Holy shit.....check it out, a fucking secret passage!"<br/><br/>Everyone heads turned in unison, Greg pulled the door open, "It looks like a staircase, maybe to the basement...It's as dark as the devil's arsehole and stinks like it too, though...PHEW....Bring that lantern over!"