Library Creatures

            I have been there and seen the library creatures. I know you may martyr me for acknowledging their existence, but I must explain it. They sit amidst rows of books, devoid of interaction and translucent skin soaking in the glow of their computers. I tried to look into their eyes, but a film had glazed them over. Their fingers shake or twitch and they communicate with low, yearning moans. I am forced to conjecture that the only peril they pose to human beings is in the surreptitious taking of choice study locations. This is what I have seen while journeying.