It was Persephone, twirling the keys to the school around her index finger. The three girls – Emmy, Jade and Persephone – had spent almost every waking moment outside of school together that week. The library had become their main base point to talk, pretty much because no one ever came in there. “It’s a good plan,” Emmy said, only half listening. Since the plan was so simple, not much could go wrong. There was only one part left. “But you know that we still need some identification to get into the room with the downloader.” Persephone groaned beside her. “Yes, that. Well, I guess if we have to we can make a sub-plan and steal someone’s ID.” Impatience began simmering inside Emmy; she needed to know what was buried inside her subconscious now. “Is there a quicker way? Isn’t there some kind of skeleton key that opens every room in Urquhart?” “Well, dignitaries have them,” Jade said. At Emmy’s puzzled expression, she continued on. “Important people, like the governors for example, would have identification that would open every outlet to every door.
