FET looked around her library. She was bored, obviously. It had been too long since her last adventure, and too long since she had battled and suppressed that side of her that longed for blood to be spilled.

Every book in that library she had read and been able to visit its miraculous world. Every single book!

Or at least the books she was allowed to go to. She let out a sigh and leaned back on the comfy chair she now sat on. Man, being alive forever was boring. How long had it been since she became the hybrid of many species she now was, 80, 90, maybe 100 years?

Her eyes wandered up to the second floor, the A section of her vast collection, and to a small glass case that concealed a single book.

That was when the answer hit her. It was perfect, a perfect way to solve her need for violence. She knew what that book held, oh yes she knew, and she knew the dangers that lay there, but she was not afraid. She couldn't be killed anyway.

Too many times that had been proven.

Standing up from the chair, she managed to stretch. She started with her 6 toes on her anthro legs, retracting the claws in and out. She also retracted the claws on her hands, which had still kept their humanish shape. Curling her cat-like tail and twitching the 3 crystalish spikes that lay between her bat-like wings, she yawned, scratching an itch behind her cat ears with her second pair of arms, which were truly boney. She yawned again, showing her fangs, and then brushed a small bit of purple hair that had fallen in front of her yellow cat eyes.

With her amazing agility, she jumped up to the second floor railing. Staring at the book, she just stared at it for a good long minute, thinking about what she was going to do.

"What are you doing?" came a small voice.

Looking to her left, she saw a small misty figure. It was one of the library's many ghosts. FET had allowed any ghost that had died in the triangle to wander her halls of knowledge.

FET slid off the banister onto the second floor.

"I'm only going for a little trip, don't you worry," she replied.

The swirl of mist took more form, and became a small girl holding a jump rope. She had a look of concern.

FET gave her an annoyed look, "I'll be FINE!"

The small ghost girl, whom FET had entrusted to protect this certain linking book, turned back to mist and vanished.

FET knew why she had been concerned, but this was no time for fear, especially where she was going.

She opened the dusty cabinet and pulled out the tattered book, opening the front cover. Outside it looked just like any ordinary book, but on the inside, it was a different story. Literally.

She stared at the moving picture that gave the linking book its name. It showed a detailed swooping picture of an old house, similar and exactly like the ones back on Earth, but smaller.

With a shaking hand, praying to the universes that this world would not be a mistake, she touched the picture.

She heard a familiar whirring sound, and felt herself be sucked into the book. There was a sensation of flying for about a second, another whirring sound and then all was silent.

FET opened her eyes.