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They were late, and even though it was only by ten minutes, it was enough to raise Tucker's ire.

"Man, what took you guys so long?"

"SHHHH," hushed the harried-looking librarian, and Tucker started spreading stuff out on the table so they could see it too, pushing stacks of books and old newspapers and microfiche slides towards them. He had his laptop set up--he'd have just used his PDA, but he knew they'd all be reading and therefore he needed a bigger screen. He was taking advantage of the library's free wireless setup; there were multitudes of websites minimized.

"You guys need to take a look at this stuff. After seeing all this, it makes sense why our town is, like, Ghost Central. I'm starting to think it might not just be the Ghost Portal."

Date: 2006-07-17 04:01 am (UTC)
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Sam sat in the hard wooden library chair and lifted his laptop out of his lap and into hers. "Hey -- listen to this -- 'Strange Green Creature Reported In Local Building's Public Restroom.' That was 1948. Man."

Sam was in la la la research land.

Or, not really. She had to keep shifting in her seat every once in a while, biting her lip. Wonder why.


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