Erika made her way into the library after a quick trip back to the apartment...those damn knives had gone up with the bodies, after all. She was a tad bit hungry after all that..and her favorite feeding pool was always open. In she went, and up she went, to the back of the library, waiting for the right person to come along. She enjoyed this part of the library; it had some of her own books, after all. That was a great way to get some poor grad student to talk, too.

She grinned as the night librarian made his way through, checking the stacks...and in a few minutes, she was walking out of the library. He wouldn't remember a thing, and she was quite fulfilled.