Matt sat at a table in the back of the library, surrounded by piles of open books. The tall male looked exhausted, behind his reading glasses his eyes had dark circles around them and his shaggy blond locks in a half-assed ponytail. If anyone got close enough, they'd see that the books were about angels, demons and other mythological creatures. They would also see that he was taking notes and making diagrams in an old journal that was on the verge of falling apart.
Most if the people in the library avoided him, thinking him intimidating...and also finding it odd that he had barely moved in hours. Of course, the mysterious deaths around the town certainly didn’t help anyone’s suspicions…but the deaths were exactly why Matt was there in the first place.
