Nyala got up to the low hum of the mail truck driving away. "What could mail be doing here this soon?" she wondered aloud. she got up and put on her robe over her night dress. when she opened her mail box she saw a single piece of paper sitting blankly. when she opened theieceof paper it said 7 single words. Meet me at 3212 Nighthalk Ln. Dad. The following hour she rode the bus to that exact adress. Except it wasn't the big house it was expected to be. It was just a run down parking garage. as she went inside  the walls were vibrating as if they were going to shatter. But when she cautiously touched it they weren't moving at all. When she reached the top all she saw was a rectangle package. Carefully she unwrapped the wrapping and pulled out a black leatherbound book. In maroon writing it said, MOST POWERFUL SPELLS: DARK ARTS.

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