In his grandmother's attic, Owen opened an old library book. Tucked in the back was a paper due-date card. The last borrower's name was his own. The date beside it was tomorrow's.
He looked up the library. It had closed in 1961, the week every one of its borrowers went missing.
He turned the card over. Fresh pencil read: "Return in person." Then he heard footsteps on the attic stairs.