DISCONTINUED - Promise // Ray X Reader

10 | Owls

"Wait here." Emma told us, as we waited collectively in the library, her then coming back with an armful of books.

"Oh, is it that? The owl?" Ray asked, pointing at another book Emma was pulling off the shelves, then thumping them on a table in the library. Picking a book up, she flipped to the back inside cover of the book, pointing at a book plate.

"This person!" She yelled in triumph, happy with herself of her own personal findings.

"William Minerva? Who's he?" Norman asked, no one knew what she was onto with this.

"I don't know!" She yelled confidently, and though the seriousness in the air, I stifled my laugh.

"All we know is that he's the previous owner of these books. Where is he? Who is he? Is he still alive? We don't know any of this, but he could be someone who's on our side." She smiled, Normans eyes widened.

"What do you mean?" Norman asked, all of us huddled around her and the books, waiting for an explanation for her wild intuition.

"This Mr. Minerva will be the key to surviving the outside, beyond the wall. We can't just run away. We need to find a way for us to survive in this world." Her voice full of determination. But I still couldn't catch onto how this correlated with the books. But her reassurance, the way she was so confident that I would think I could entrust my life in her hands.

"Look at these carefully." Emma pointed at many open books now, as everyone leaned down to observe them. And then I caught it, all the circles around the owl was different. But it had a pattern, a pattern that I had learned so long ago.

"It's morse code!" Me and Norman shouted out together, I picked up one book and observed it.

"Run..."

"Doubt."

"Danger."

"Truth."

"No, but this doesn't mean.." Normans voice trailed off, but everyone knew what he was thinking.

"That they're messages meant for us?" Ray finished his sentence, but Emma was here to prove us wrong.

"But what about these?" Emma pushed more books towards us. It read off "Harvest, monster, farm.."

"Farm!" Norman stopped at one book, those three books couldn't have been a coincidence.

"By the way, there's no way this was done by Mom or the demons. If the kids found out, they'd need to be shipped out immediately. That rule is everything." I said, holding a book in my hands as I traced the morse code with my index finger.

"This is a message from the outside to us that was hidden from the demons and the adults. I think we can at least trust these. But we shouldn't get our hopes up, we don't know if he's dead or alive." Ray held up a book, pointing to the book plate, then placing it back down.

"Why do you always say things like that!" Emma wailed to Ray, not fond of his frequent morbidity.

After listening to them quarrel, we discussed as much as we could in detail. We went over the dates, which the book plates were placed after 2015, as that's when the books were published. But there were two particular books that stood out from the rest. One that Emma couldn't translate, and one with no morse code that resembled a circle at all. The one book with the morse code, "Promise", was a typical, average adventure book. The other one was a mythology book, one that Ray had admitted that he didn't really understand.

Some of the pages in the books were ripped out, that couldn't have just been an accident, especially if these stood out beyond the rest. But Emmas reasoning for these two books was purely her own hunch, which made Ray groan out loud. Emma had that optimism about her which was quite interesting at times, but her hunches and positive outlook for the future was often right, so no one dared to dismiss it. We then cleaned our pile of books, placing them back on the shelves. We could have spent all night in here if it weren't for dinner time, which we quickly ran our way down the hall and down the steps.