‘I cannot believe we got locked in! Locked . . . in a library!!’ ‘Look, James, I’m not the only one who forgot time. You were so stuck in that game, you looked as if you’d slipped into a coma.’ James’s heart thumped at his chest, and – strangely – reminded him of what the old machine guns must have sounded like during the First World War. ‘You are letting your imagination run away with you,’ said Ben. At that moment, a copy of ‘Worlds Greatest Tanks’ fell to the floor, followed by a copy of ‘Worlds Best Game’ by Tanki Online. ‘Crickey!!’ choked Ben, a knot of adrenalin bringing a tingle to his finger-tips (and, oddly, to his ear-lobes, too). ‘What? WHAT IS IT?!’ asked James. ‘I CANNOT BELIEVE IT!! Who would have thought it? Well . . . something is definitely odd about this place.’ ‘Yes . . . yes . . . that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you, Ben!! We need to get out of here!’ ‘No, no, no. Not until we have put these books in the correct order. I cannot believe our librarians would over-look this. Now, THAT is creepy!!’ ‘I cannot believe this, Ben! We are stuck in this place all alone, and . . .’ ‘Firstly, James, we are not ALONE. If there’s one place where a person is definitely NOT all alone, it’s a library. We are surrounded by computers here. I haven't even got my daily prize yet!!!!! Suddenly, a SNAP, CRACK and a POP splits the coal-blackness. James and Ben felt the hairs on the nape of their necks stand to attention, as a desk-light turns on, painting surfaces in a sulphur-yellow wash. ‘Can I help you boys find a computer?’ said the resident librarian, eating her favourite bowl of cereal, Rice-Crispies ‘Librarians never sleep boys. Too many tanks to kill. I’ll sleep when I’m dead.’ And that was when Ben noticed: Miss ‘Resident Librarian’ cast no shadow. :lol:

I was wearing swimming googles's since I was on the way to race Tom Dailey I attack the person below with an atomic bomb I think the radiation kills him

Banned for talking about banning. My family died from banning