A person who finds a mysterious book that predicts the future, but at a terrible price.

Cecilia was a librarian for over three decades. During this time, she saw all sorts of patrons walk through the library doors. But she had never encountered anyone quite like the man who came in on that fateful day.

The man was tall, dark-haired, and wore a black suit that looked like it cost more than Cecilia's annual salary. He strode up to the desk where Cecilia was sitting, his face stern and determined.

"I need to see the most mysterious book in the library," he said, his voice low and urgent.

Cecilia was surprised. She had never heard anyone ask for a book in such a way before. She looked at the man, taking in his features, trying to gauge his intentions.

"Why do you need this book?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

"That's not your concern," the man replied, his eyes flashing.

Cecilia knew she couldn't refuse the man's request, but something about him made her want to help him. Maybe it was the intensity in his eyes or the desperation in his voice. Or maybe it was just the fact that she was a librarian, and it was her duty to assist those who sought knowledge.

So, she got up from her desk and led the man to the library section where the mysterious books were kept. These were the books rarely checked out, holding secrets only a select few knew.

As they walked through the library aisles, the man's eyes scanned the shelves, looking for something specific. Finally, he stopped in front of a dusty old tome buried deep within the stacks.

"That's the one," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Cecilia looked at the book, noticing its appearance. It was an ancient-looking volume with a strange title: The Book of Prophecy.

She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should warn the man about the book's dangers. But she decided against it. It wasn't her place to interfere with someone's knowledge quest.

So she handed the book to the man and watched as he flipped through its pages, his eyes scanning the text with feverish intensity. Cecilia couldn't help but be intrigued. She had never seen anyone so absorbed in a book before.

As the man read on, Cecilia felt a chill run down her spine. This book was no ordinary book. It seemed to predict the future, both favorable and unfavorable.

But as she watched the man read, Cecilia soon realized that there was a terrible price to be paid for this knowledge. It seemed that if he used it to try to change his fate, he would be cursed with bad luck for the rest of his life.

She quickly approached the man, trying to take the book away from him, but he resisted. He had come too far to give up now. He was determined to learn the book's secrets, no matter what the cost.

Cecilia knew she had to stop him. She tried reasoning with him, pleading with him to put the book down, but he wouldn't listen. Finally, in a moment of desperation, she snatched the book from his hands and ran.

As she fled through the library, she could hear the man's footsteps behind her, his voice shouting out curses and threats. She knew she had to throw away the book before it was too late.

Finally, she found a secluded corner of the library, far away from prying eyes, and threw the book into the waste container there. She knew that it was a risk that someone could find the book and be cursed with the same fate as the man. However, she couldn't bear the thought of the book falling into the wrong hands. As she walked away from the waste container, Cecilia couldn't help but feel relief wash over her. She rid herself of the book and its knowledge. But even as she left the library that day, she couldn't shake the feeling that she had made a grave mistake.