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The next day comes and Dean stood up out of his bed. He scratched his back of his head and looked around and saw the rampage in his room.

The cabinets torn to bits, the closet was ruined, all the clothes are spread on the floor and the door was ripped out its wrenches. He putted his hands on his mouth as he went out the room. The hallway was trashed too, all dirty markings on the wall, the wooden laminate went broke like there was a 5 tonne Rhino walked on. He gasped when he entered the living room. The frame underneath the couch has exploded, the TV is on and has serious damage. In a nutshell, everything was trashed.

Dean looked around and gasped. His thoughts went 'What happened here?' and 'Did I get robbed?' and 'How I going to pay this?' right before the front door knocked. "Open up! This is the Police!" said a voice behind the door as the knocking went harder and harder. Dean quickly grabbed some clothing and yelled: "Just a second!" towards the door. He ran back to the front door, halfway searching for the keys. A big, very well built Bull - dressed in a tight uniform - was standing in front of Dean when he opened the door. "H-hello, Officer. Can I help you?" said Dean shyly when he stared at the pecks of the Bull.

"Good day. We've been informed about a Dragon that was rampaging through the city last night and that the tracks are stopping here." said the Bull with a slightly angered voice. He looked behind Dean and saw the rampage inside his house. He lifted his hat a bit and scritched his forehead. "Had a rough night?" he said. Dean blushed a bit, shocked and turned back. "Y-yeah." said Dean shocked whereas the Bull hmmed. "Need help?" he said with a kindly voice. Dean shakes his head. "No, I'll be fine." and looked back at him. "Thank you for your offer." The officer relieved a light sigh and handed over his card. "Well then," he continued. "this is my card. Call me when there's no need, but you can call also something police-related. And this," He pointed at the lower part of the card. "this is the number for emergencies. Please keep us post." Dean nodded agreeably. "Thank you, kind sir. And I will."

The Bull nodded and waved a light goodbye. It looks like the officer is almost is busting out his outfit as he waved. Perhaps he should take a size bigger. After the officer left, Dean closed the door and glided downwards with his back against the door. His face was glowing red of the encounter. As he tried to grasped for the star-shaped ruby necklace, he noticed that it wasn't there. "Oh, no." he said and ran back to his bed, searching for the necklace. "What are you looking for?" said a voice behind his back. Dean turned and saw the Librarian. "How did you get inside here?" The Fox pointed at the door. "Your door is unlocked."

Dean grabbed a pencil and some paper from the table in the living room and started to write. "What are you doing?" questioned the Librarian. "I'm writing myself a mental note." he answered irritated. "You know...never mind." said the Librarian as she shakes her head. "What were you just searching for?" "My necklace that you gave to me." "But it's just there." she said and pointed at Dean's necklace that was comfy around his neck. Dean felt if it was there. "But it wasn't there a couple of minutes ago! Anyway, why aren't you at the Library?" "I was on my way to the Library, and I was keeping an eye on your necklace. I was astounded what it did to your home." she said while she was looking around Dean's condo. "No shit, Sherlock." he replied even more irritated. "It would help if you leave." "Not without helping you out." said as she walked to the door. "Come with me."

"Why should I come with you?" said Dean confused. "I'll help." said the Fox. "Now, come." Dean followed her out his home. The Librarian closed the door. "Wait for it..." she said like it was the Joke Of The Year and opened the door. "Done." Dean's home was fully restored. Everything was back to his place and there lies the book from yesterday on the table. "How do you do that?" said Dean with astounded. The Fox chuckled and said jokingly: "That's for you a riddle, for me a knowledge." and left.

The book glowed as Dean shuts the door behind him. He grabbed for it and opened it. Like before, words out of ink emerge out of the page.

A riddle for one: Those who enriches it's past will unlock more destinies than one. Those who knows the secret behind the necklace will starts it's training.

Dean looked at his necklace and thought what it might ment. "Give me advice, please." he said towards the book like it would help. And it helped more words emerged out of the page.

The stranger will help.

"You mean the Officer?"

Yes.

The words re-merged quickly with the page and again closed the book itself. Dean pondered about the riddle long and hard. It kept him thinking till the night fell. He picked up the card next to the book. He stared at the cell number and sighed.