The Secret Library Under the Floor

Olivier lived in an old tenement whose creaking staircase always seemed to hide some secrets. But he never imagined that the real secret was waiting right under his nose - or rather, under the floor of his bedroom. One Saturday afternoon, when the rain was drumming against the windowpanes and playing outside was impossible, Oliver lay on the floor with his favourite book about dragons. Turning the pages, he suddenly heard a strange thud. It seemed like someone was... knocking under the boards? Curious, he pushed back the rug and saw that one of the boards was standing out slightly. Carefully, with his heart beating like mad, he levered it up with a crayon. To his amazement, hidden under the board was a small, old door with a brass handle. Oliver didn't give it a second thought - he pressed the handle and slipped into the dark tunnel. It smelled of dust and old, forgotten magic. After a few steps, his feet touched the soft carpet. Suddenly a pale green light flashed. He looked around and... he couldn't believe his eyes! He was standing in a huge library, where the bookcases reached all the way up to the ceiling. But that wasn't all - books were flying from shelf to shelf on their own, whispering something amongst themselves, and on the table next to the fireplace sat someone very unusual - a small, blue dragon who held his glasses on the tip of his nose. - 'Hello, Oliver,' said the dragon, turning the page of a huge book. - 'I was just waiting for you. We have an urgent matter to attend to. At the same moment, all the books began to flutter their covers like wings and a strange noise was heard. A shadow began to emerge from the darkest corner of the library....