My grandma has been acting strange since Luke and I came to her room that one night. Its like shes always near us when he comes over, watching our every move. Emma was on the floor in the living room playing with our cat, Dixon. I was on the couch with the book, I kept reading each sentence over and over.
DING, DING, DING. Emma quickly got off the floor and peeked out the window.
"Its Luke."
I closed the book and held it to my side as i was walking towards the door.
I opened the knob to let Luke in. "Autumn! I figured out the language! Your grandma was right, its Latin!"
I stared at him or a second, shocked.
"Seriously? How did you fi-figure it out?" I stuttered.
"I went to the Traverse Library, they had a glossary of different languages, I brought it over!"
We both made our way through a dozen hallways.We finally made it to the library. This time i brought the blue flashlight i hide in my closet. we both sat down at the brown wooded table and started to translated the book the best we can. The handle that led to that mysterious room raddled. Luke looked at me concerned and I can admit, i was concerned myself.
"Did you see that?" I asked Luke
"Yeah, um i have no explanation"
