afternoon in the library

Wow, who did you buy this house with this library from, Vincent Price? Death shrouded bouquet, that always locked door with the holy cross keeping it shut, the devil and all seeing eye peering at us from below on the floor, i shudder to think of what depth of hole lies below that rug, the step stool leading not likely a stairway to heaven but a long walk off a short pier by way of a noose, and for all that we know that is likely the preamble to the malious malificarum posted up there on the wall -- and not another word of reading material anywhere in site to read. There isn't by chance a persistent chilling voice always here reading aloud that negates any need for the living to bring along any books ...........