"Deep below the Saharan desert, in a library of a billion biographies, four friends will discover what fate has planned for them. But will they be able to change their destiny in time to escape the Eternal Library?"
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Excerpt
"It had been a few hours since the 'plane and I was crouched by the camping stove, a tin of baked beans moving from cold to lukewarm with no great hurry. Tom had walked to the top of a nearby dune, the insatiable explorer in him leading him onwards and upwards through the sliding sand.
"Ed! Hey, Ed!" His shouts drifted across the desert. I looked up, shielding my eyes against the sun. He was waving and pointing down the other side of the huge dune. I set the billycan aside, turned off the stove and trudged up the slope, ignoring my grumbling stomach.
"You've got to see this, Ed. It's incredible." The look of excitement on his face piqued my curiosity. At the top of the dune I rested, my hands on my knees, my mouth open as I stared at what lay before me. The sandstorm had scoured clean the valley between the dunes, revealing an ancient stone structure. The sheer size of the building meant that only one wall was uncovered, the rest submerged in the sand. A dark rectangular entrance stood out against the worn, pitted sandstone surface.
With a glance, we scrambled down the shifting slope and crashed to a stop against the exposed stone. Looking into the entrance, our excitement grew as we saw the unmistakable sight of mortared walls stretching away into the inky blackness. I marvelled at how many aeons this ruin must have been hidden away here, secure in the sandy embrace of the desert. Tom pulled a small torch from his pocket and strode into the shadows.
I stood in the entranceway, hesitating. “We should wait for the others before we explore any further."
He sighed and trudged back to me. I knew he was fighting the urge to dive into the passageway and explore, but common sense won out. Besides, the possibility of where the passageway would lead to tumbled over and over in my mind. I had read Lovecraft during my college years, so the tingle of terror I felt was easy to dismiss as a fear of the ancient unknown. I doubted that any awful, indescribable obscenity was waiting for us down there. There were no such things as monsters."
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