Jen arrived at the library. She was surprised to see another girl there this early, but she was still too tired to say hello. She dug her library card out of her jeans and flashed it at the librarian when she entered. A new book, one she had been waiting for for a year now, had just been released, and Jen wanted to be the first person to check it out. She walked to the fiction section and, after several seconds of panicked searching, triumphantly sat down at a table and began feverently reading the first few pages.
She glanced up as the girl she saw that morning passed the table she sat at, on her way to the fiction section, and her eyes fell on a strange book that was lying on the corner of the table. The title, Memory Book, was in large, bold letters. Jen had a very strong impulse to open it, but resisted the urge and tried to get back into her book instead, but her mind kept wandering back to Memory Book.