When Worlds Collide

     The night watchman at a public library was doing his midnight rounds when he turned a corner and came upon a rather pale and drawn fellow carrying a stack of encyclopedias.

     "This is not what I expected," said the ghost.

     "Neither did I," said the human.

     And with eyes wide and arms raised, watchman and ghost went screaming into the night.

     Neither returned to the library ever again.

     The End

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