The pandemonium was a night club. " Um... Dylan. You never told me that it was a nightclub." I say.
"Oh, I didn't. Well it's a nightclub." He says smiling.
I knew he was joking.
"I know you're joking." I say.
" Really?" He says.
" Yeah. I do." I say.

" Well. We better hurry inside so we can find someone who can help us out." He says.
I nod my head in agreement.
We walk inside the pandemonium's back door.
" Are you sure that we will find clues here?" I say.
" No I am not sure. But I bet we will find a clue." He says.
He takes my hand and walks me into the crowd of people.
The people were dancing to slow down by Selena Gomez.
The spotlights were blue and green.

There were also tables in different places in the club that were away from the dance floor. There was also a bar.
The bartenders were vampires. The waitresses and waiters were fair folk. The werewolves had their own place to hang out at but a few of them did like to come here once in awhile.
Dylan lead to some stairs.
"There's another floor." I thought.

Dylan still held onto my hand as we walked up the stairs to one of the doors on the second floor.
He opens it.
Inside we found a library.
Dylan closes the door. Then he lets go of my hand.
" Dylan. Why are we in a library at a nightclub?" I say.
" This is how we're going to find clues." He says while opening a book from the desk in the middle of the room.
" How is searching though books going to help us find out on who is trying to destroy the human world?" I say.
" Easy. We just need read in between the lines of books and there should be a hidden message." He says smiling.
"Um.. Ok. And while we're doing that, what are Annie and Mandy supposed to do?" I say.
" They will come and help us later once they're done talking to people." He says.
" What if they find a clue before we do?" I ask.

" Then Annie will call us." He says.
That phone call came quicker than expected.
Dylan answers his phone.
" Hello?" He says.
" Hey. Dylan, it's Annie. We found a clue. You guys should hurry over here right now. And it doesn't look good." She says.
" Where are you?" Dylan says.
" On St. Anne Street. By an old grey house near Central Park." She says.
" Ok, on our way now." He says before hanging up.
" Looks like they found a clue after all." he says.
" Then we should hurry." I say.
And with that, we left the club went to St. Anne Street.