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“What kind of book are you looking for?” I ask, thinking that if he gave me a description of the cover, I would be able to help him find it.

There’s no answer.

Turning around, I don’t see him and my heart skips a beat.

“Viktor?”

Still nothing.

Racing between the shelves, I call out to him. There is still no answer, in fact there doesn’t seem to be anyone else here,

“VIKTOR?” I was desperate