Dakala moved towards the stacks on the 5th floor of the library. Ten o’clock was closing time and they always had to do a sweep to make sure there wasn’t anyone asleep or hiding.

She hadn’t been working here more than a few months, part of a work-study program to help cover her tuition, but she’d already seen plenty of strange things in the library, some of them a bit lurid and even disgusting.

Turns out our library bathrooms were frequently used for hookups and when they were available, even...