" Well, maybe the library is truly haunted." Sindbad's comment startled them.
Zarqa shook her head and stood up from her seat, casually walking up to the source of the noise. Ali Baba and the rest followed her, the former out of curiosity, the latter two out of a sense of responsibility to protect her if the situation arose.
In a secluded corner of the large room, a man was climbing up from the ground while using a table for support. The oil lamp on it was dim enough not to be noticed and to allow reading at the same time.
" Are you alright?" The man looked up as Zarqa approached him then swayed his head from one side to the other as if trying to remember what he was doing there, making the paper that had stuck to his right jaw fall from the sudden movement.
" What? Why?"
" Apparently, you slept in here last night, Jafar," Zarqa informed him calmly as he pulled himself together.
