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Vikram! Come!

General Gregor, is it true?
They’ve found it?

The lost tomb of Attila the Hun?

Yes.

Vikram, follow me!

As my most loyal advisor,
it’s fitting you are by my side.

Within that stone,
sealed with magic...

The Sword of Mars.

Powered by the Roman God of War.

Yes, my friend.

With it, I will conquer
all of Europe,

and make them serve

under the banner
of Gregor’s Hammer.

Yes. Yes.

Yes!

No.

You are Librarian.

No, Gregor.

I’m the Librarian.

Oh dear.

My oath
to the Library is protect

powerful, magical objects
like that blade

from getting in the hands
of evil men.

So why stop me?

Oh, sir, respectfully,
you are completely evil.

Me? Evil?

Nonsense.

I simply want to bring peace

through an autocracy of fear
and brutal intimidation.

You’re still not hearing
how evil that sounds.

Vikram?
What sorcery is this?

The Scarab of Horus.

Another little artifact
from the Library’s collection.

We are frozen in time.
But while you are trapped,

my loyal assistant
shall take my hand

and pull me free.

And we’ll reclaim the sword
and escape your grasp.

- Any moment now.
- Vikram...

Pull me free.

I swear,
I will find your Library.

- Pull me free.
- I will take its treasures.

And rule not just Europe,

I will rule the world!

Pull! Me! Free!

Settle down.
It’ll be all right.

Let me introduce myself.

I’m Jacob Stone.

Your accent. American.

- I’ll speak more slowly.
- Thank you?

I understand your confusion.

Well, you might be
more confused right now.

Let me explain.

- I’m the Librarian.
- I’m the Librarian.

Whoa!

Hey.

Welcome to the future,
Vikram Chamberlain.

It’s tough to explain.

So, modern Librarians...

Librarians?
More than one?

Well, one of them, Cassie,

she calculated
that I can rescue you

from the time bubble
this exact day.

This exact time.

- So I did.
- Mr. Stone.

Tell me no more
of this wondrous future.

I’m sure you have amazing tales
about how in this golden age

you have ended war,
defeated famine,

and all men finally live
in harmony.

That’s right.
You didn’t see the 20th century.

Well, this is gonna be fun.

Yes, but I must have
no foreknowledge of the future

when I return to my own time.

- Vikram...
- It is Mr. Chamberlain.

Let us not forgo civility.

You can’t go back.

But I have to go back.
I don’t belong here.

Someone is waiting for me.

Listen, time travel

is way too dangerous

on this timeline, okay?

You have no idea how many times
we stopped the apocalypse

by the skin of our teeth.
You go back,

you change anything, anything...

that’s the end of the world.

But there are powerful
magical devices

in the Library that can help me.

I’m sorry, man.
I’m truly sorry.

We have rules now.
You know what I mean?

I know that magic ran wild
back in your day and age,

but, you know,
we pretty much keep it

on lockdown all the time.
It’s a delicate balance of...

You’re not behind me anymore,
are you?

Jenkins. Yes, I lost him!

Do you have any idea
where his Library Annex was

back in the day?

Come to the concert tonight.

But I don’t want a castle.

Yet you have inherited one.

All this is yours.
Congratulations.

Now sign here, here,
and initial here.

Lysa with a "Y". Interesting.

I can’t deal
with this right now.

I am incredibly busy
with my work.

Can’t I just donate it
back to the city or something?

Dr. Pascal,
I work in the gift shop.

I was told to come
and help you with the paperwork

because I speak English.

- Initial both those, please.
- I can’t stay here.

I have an IPO based on my Ph.D.

That was a lot of letters
in a row.

IPO, initial public offering.

I’m fundraising
a company to develop

multidimensional
predictive algorithms

- with quantum computing.
- Incredible.

The more you speak,
the less I understand.

Now, let’s review the records.
They’re in the basement.

That’s right, Spectral Snoops!

This is Connor Green.

And today we prove

one of occult history’s
greatest conspiracies...

the legendary Library
and its collection

of magical artifacts is real.

Just yesterday,
you saw me rescue documents

from the National Archives
in London.

This map from the 1800s
strongly suggests

an entrance to the Library,
what was called an Annex,

was in this very castle.

And we’re gonna find it.

Gone.

My access to the Library
is gone.

There has to be a way

to bring it back
into this world.

Yes.

I can use the magic of the Well.

I shall return to you, my love.

No, no,
I’ll make the presentation.

It’s just the craziest thing.

I inherited a castle.

Yeah, in Serbia.

Can’t seem to find
the funding for our company,

but I own a castle.

- Wait, can I sell this castle?
- This is your castle.

You may do with it as you wish.

I may have just
solved our problems.

Hello?

I lost my signal.

Well, you are following
a complete stranger

into total darkness,
separated from the world above

by tons of ancient stone.

That will happen.

Amazing. Amazing blend
of polite and menacing.

Come on. Come on.

So can I just sell the castle
back to the government?

Or is there...

What the...

Is this a joke?

Hello? Hello?

Ah-ha!

Okay. No.

There’s supposed
to be a magic library here.

Hey, excuse me.

- Whoa, who is she?
- Who are you?

Who are you?

Anya. You’re in the future.

How?

- Who are you?
- Who are you?

I am Vikram Chamberlain,

and I’m the Librarian.

And this is the Library.

It!

No, no. You’re like Anya,
but you’re not her.

Your eyes are different.

- Ow! Ow!
- Ow!

I may not have signal,
but I’m filming all this.

They all thought I was crazy,
but I was right.

You’re the Librarian, and this
is the legendary Library.

No, this is my Annex.
It’s connected to the Library.

The Library itself lies
beyond this world.

- Someplace else, like, uh...
- An extradimensional space.

This room wasn’t created.
It was in two quantum states,

both always here and not here.

And then you collapsed them
into one.

But the amount of energy
that would take

- that would be like...
- Magic.

Yes, it would take magic.

How do you know
about the Library?

Nope. Nope, I’m out.

Connor Green, historian,

archivist, expert
in the paranormal.

Pleasure to meet you.

You touched the stone
of Kraljevic?

Yeah, well, me and her.

This is crazy.
This is crazy.

You! How did you make
the room appear?

Lasers? Holograms?

Well, your touch has summoned
the spirit of the Drekavac.

A Dreka-what?

- That ain’t good.
- Cover your ears.

Should its scream
grow sufficiently loud,

- infected you may become.
- Infected?

Go!

Tears. It’s tears.

This way.

A Drekavac, huh?

A Drekavac!

You summoned a Drekavac.

Seriously?
Who are these two people?

Mr. Green,
I believe is an historian.

Drekavac?
South Slavic legend,

a demonic lost soul trapped
between life and death.

- You serious?
- And based on her astute

observations earlier,
a scientist of some kind.

Dr. Lysa Pascal.
There is no such thing

as lost souls, demons, or magic.

You sure about that?

Am I sure about that?
I’m a mathematician,

an engineer and a physicist,
and I can quite confidently say

that there is no such thing
as an unknown,

apparently infinite
energy source not of this world.

Yeah, well, we got a name
for that, Doc.

- Want to guess what it is?
- Magic.

I am not calling it magic.

- So cool!
- No, it is not cool.

It is not cool. Magic corrupts
everybody that uses it.

That is why it is our job
to keep it locked down.

That is why we do not use magic.

- I’m sorry. And you are?
- I’m the Librarian.

I thought he was the Librarian.

Yeah, older model.

I just knew
it would open my Annex.

Yeah, it did. And now magic
is spilling into the ley lines.

Artifacts are waking up.

Hell, it’s probably coming up
with some weird stuff

right now as we speak.

Look, you have no idea
what it took

for us to get this power
under control the first time.

And now I gotta
to spend the rest of the day

trying to shut
the power back off.

That’s assuming if I can.

So that thing we grabbed

was Stone of Kraljevic?

As in Marko Kraljevic?

He’s the soldier who cut off
the Drekavac’s head

and tossed it into the lake.

I love how you’re saying that
as if that means anything.

Listen, I managed to scare
it off, but it will be back.

It will go into
a recessive state

to regain its energy,
but it will be back

and it will not stop
until you two are dead.

Hunted by a monster. Great.

Mr. Stone, please,
this is all my fault.

I reopened the well.

Let me be the one
to hunt the Drekavac.

And you can tend to this matter.

I think you’ve done enough
for today.

I’m still a Librarian,
even if not in my own time.

Yeah.

All right.

Find the creature
before it rejuvenates.

I’m gonna finish up here
and I’ll join you.

Take them with you.
Protect them.

You’re from 1847?
That’s crazy.

Okay, new rules.
Time travel is real.

The creature’s tears
will lead us

to its resting place.

Oh.

Is that an actual scrying glass?

Begone, beast!

It’s just a truck.

And are there many
of these truck beasts around?

No, no, no, no.
Not a beast, a machine.

- Uh, horseless carriage.
- Yeah.

Oh! Oh, that’s no fun.

Horses are the best part.
Who doesn’t like a horse?

How does that
scrying glass work?

Visual spectrum?

- Energy tracking?
- Magic.

I thought we weren’t
allowed to use magic.

- We’re not. I am.
- But...

It’s just
a shopping center, man.

You know,
mall, stores, restaurants.

You had markets
in your day, right?

Yes. Everything I knew,
it’s all gone.

Everyone I knew is dead.

Oh, but that’s still here.

This.

This is where I first met her.

Oh!

Hey.

He said he met her here.
The woman in the painting? Anya?

Yeah, maybe. You got any idea
why she looks like you?

Apologies. Had to get
some holy water.

It should paralyze the beast.

It’s the only way
we’re gonna kill it.

So you just happened
to have a container

- to put the holy water in?
- Had to sacrifice my cognac,

- but it’ll be worth it.
- First, holy water doesn’t

have magical properties,
and second we shouldn’t be

planning on killing an unknown

and potentially valuable
species of animal.

We should be studying it.

Hey, there.

- Another Librarian?
- I’m Charlie.

I’m his Guardian.

Er the creature.

Why didn’t you finish it?

Things have changed
since your day, sir.

We try not to kill any unknown
creatures unless we have to.

Thank you.
Capture it, study it.

It’s expelled a lot of energy.

It’ll be resting again
to regenerate.

We must find it while it’s weak.

A Guardian is assigned
by the Library

to protect Librarians
from all threats.

Nursemaids. Nannies.
I’ve never needed one.

Yes, I read your file,
Vikram Chamberlain.

Born in India. Educated
at Oxford and the Sorbonne.

Recruited in 1832.
Infamously reckless.

- Confident. Courageous.
- Arrogant.

Overly fond of drink and women.

- Bon vivant.
- Way too fond of using magic

when you should be
locking it away.

I have a creature to catch.
Come along!

Charlie. Did you find him?

Yes, sir.
I encountered the cryptid.

Drove it off.

It’s targeting the civilians.

All right,
bring them back here, too,

along with Vikram.

And, Charlie,
don’t screw this up.

I took a big risk
by sending for you.

In the Library,
second chances are rare.

Copy, sir.
I won’t let you down.

Come on, man!

Guys.

Human blood.

The Drekavac
is possessing a human.

And that, sir,

is why we don’t go killing
monsters anymore.

So have you ever dealt
with a Drekavac before?

I’ve never had the pleasure.

Hmm-mm, hmm, hmm, hmm.

Ah, yes. Here.

The Drekavac itself,
according to legend,

is the lost soul
of an unbaptized child,

abandoned and alone.

- That’s so sad.
- Hence the endless tears.

The creature alternates
between grief

and murderous rage,
desperately alone.

- Out of time, out of place.
- Sounds familiar.

Do you have Nicholas Flamel’s
Creatures of the Night?

Oh, we have every book
ever written, known, or lost.

- That shelf.
- Every book?

There is no room
to store every...

Wait.
Extradimensional space,

- infinite storage.
- Yes, ma’am.

The Annex here
is the Librarian’s way

of accessing that space.
Name a book.

Collection of Einstein’s
1905 scientific papers,

the Annus Mirabilis.

- No way.
- Yes, Mr. Green is correct.

Flamel has the answer.

That lost soul,
an innocent babe now a demon,

resides within
the Stone of Kraljevic.

When we touched it,
we must have released it.

And now it has gone out
and possessed a host body.

So we just have to figure out
who the human host body is.

No problem. Only 1.5 million
people in Belgrade.

Over a million people
in Belgrade?

Now, the ancient records
indicate the curse

did run in bloodlines.

But if it’s a possession,
how does that make sense?

Perhaps a genetic
vulnerability to,

I can’t believe I’m saying this,

but to possession.

A recessive gene passed down

that makes you vulnerable
to this energy matrix

that you’re calling a spirit.

What? I’m not just gonna
accept the magic.

I am gonna find
the science in this.

Putting your science chocolate
in our magic peanut butter.

Two great tastes.

Butter of peanuts?
Interesting.

Wait, but earlier you said
I could get infected.

Ah, yes. The howl.

Now, Drekavacs reproduce
not by their bite,

but by spreading their pain,
their misery,

through their voice.

They can’t stand to be alone.

And should the howl
become loud enough,

it has enough power
to transform and possess you.

Last reported sighting
of a Drekavac

was September 12, 1862,

in Jagodina on the Belica River.

Wait, so you just know
off the top of your head

conspiracies and weird
and occult creatures?

Yeah, just like
you know physics and math.

The difference is
I’m fun at parties.

So the spirit was safely
locked away in this Annex

until somebody
brought magic back.

- Hm!
- You’re really not gonna

- let this go, are you?
- Nope.

Death notices in Serbia,
1860 to 1865.

September 1862, only one death.

Just a few days later
in Jagodina, one Jakim Lynch.

All we need is a family tree.
But where can I find one?

Lynch family.
A direct descendant of Jakim,

currently living
on the outskirts of Belgrade.

It’s an ancestry website.
Family Tree and Me.

Let’s roll.

So you have an infinite Library
on this slab of glass?

Yeah, except this one
is full of lies,

videos of cats, and pornography.

Of course.

What’s a video?

This is the Lynch address?

We’re sure?

Hmm! That is indeed
an adorable little kitten.

Sounds like some kind of cult.

It’s not unusual
for creatures of legend

to become objects of worship.

We must proceed carefully.

Dr. Pascal, Mr. Green,
stay here.

What’s that on the door?

No, it cannot be.

Gregor’s Hammer.

The cult of Gregor’s Hammer
is here.

General Bogdan Gregor
was a madman.

He hunted down occult artifacts
to build his own power.

His warriors,
the cult of Gregor’s Hammer,

dedicated to his vision
of world domination.

They are ruthless,
heavily armed,

and well-trained in the arts
of murder and torture.

You went up against him
in the past?

I trapped Gregor
within the same time bubble

- within which I traveled here.
- So you won.

Yet his cult lives on.
So a draw at best.

Let’s go two out of three.

They had better uniforms
in my time.

You there, young lady.

Are you or are you not
Gregor’s Hammer?

Gregor’s Hammer.

Baddest ass heavy metal band
in all of Serbia!

Whoo!
I’m sort of their manager.

Bad metal that is heavy?

- Hmm...
- Where’d you get that logo?

We saw it at this old museum
in the city.

Looked cool. You like it?

- We seek the one called Lynch.
- He’s our lead singer.

He’s gone on ahead.

We’re playing at
the Skull And Steel tonight.

It’ll be the loudest
headbanging scream fest

of all time. Whoa!

Don’t be late.

They kick us out at 10
for bingo.

Come along.

Our skill and cunning

are about to be put to the test.

We must prepare.

Tonight, heads will bang!

Are you going to tell him?

Nah. He’s on a roll.

We must replenish our supply

of holy water
for tonight’s battle.

How many flasks
of liquor do you have?

I’ll have you know,
I am a man of culture,

poetry, sophistication.

Three.

Charlie, I’m getting ready
to join you.

I think I finally
plugged up the well.

Flag on the play.

You go.

I got my hands full here.

I really hate this castle.

Hey, wait up!

Why don’t you guys
go on up ahead?

I want a word
with the Librarian.

I know you’re used
to working alone,

but tonight will be dangerous.

And if we’re gonna
save those two,

you and I
have to work as a team.

I have lived long and well
with no Guardian to shield me.

A Guardian is supposed
to protect you

from every threat,
including your own excesses.

Three flasks is hardly...

I’m talking
about your use of magic.

Like I said, I read your file.

You’re way too comfortable
using the artifacts.

In the archives, you’re in fact
listed as a bad Librarian.

Oh, bad?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Not bad.

- Naughty bad.
- Really?

Just today, you took the
scrying glass from the Library.

I only use magic
when absolutely necessary.

It’s given me no consequences.

How about using a time bubble

that put you nearly 200 years
into the future?

How’d that work out for you?

Look, the way they write
about you in the past,

you’re brilliant, charming,

heroic, athletic.

But as your Guardian,

my job is to assess threats
to the Librarian,

and frankly, the biggest
threat to you right now

isn’t the Drekavac.

The biggest threat
to you is you.

I can’t believe I am filling

a flask full of holy water

to fight a monster.

Dreams do come true.

Yeah. Well, some of us
are serious scientists.

Harvard.

I studied at Harvard, Cambridge,
did my masters in Stuttgart.

History.
Both ancient and Medieval.

And now you post
conspiracy videos.

I studied enough history.
I read enough ancient texts.

I saw patterns,
mentions of the weird

and the occult,
over and over again.

Too many times to be random.
Glimpses of secrets.

I followed one of those threads
a little too far, and...

Well, they don’t let me
teach anymore.

But the truth’s the truth,
and I’m gonna prove it.

But what about you?

You bought into all this. Why?

You know about chaos theory?

Um, math developed
to understand random events.

Sort of. It’s developed
around three main principles.

Determinism, fractality,
and SCIC.

It’s great for predicting things
like the weather,

but when it comes to life,
comes up short.

Why would you even try
to predict life?

Because my parents died...

in a stupid random accident,

and my life was thrown
into chaos.

So I buried myself
in my studies,

dedicated myself to solving

mathematically
and scientifically

the randomality
of the events in our lives,

to find a way to control
and predict the future

so that others can be safe.

But my research has reached
a dead end, technologically.

You’re thinking magic...

What you’re all
referring to as magic

is just a science
that we don’t understand yet.

Hey.

If I can understand this
and study this,

it could be the breakthrough
that I have always dreamed of.

That math explain why there’s
a 200-year-old painting of you

in a magic library?

One impossible thing at a time.

What is that sound?

It’s called heavy metal music.

According to the flyer,
this must be the opening act.

And that is music?
At such a volume?

It’s been amplified using
electromagnetic transducers.

The instruments and the volumes
have been intensified.

- This is horrible.
- Well, these guys, sure.

But some heavy metal
is really killer.

No, no. I mean,
if the Drekavac’s cry

is amplified sufficiently,
it could infect

every vulnerable person
in that building.

Bouncer said over 300 people
are supposed to show up tonight.

So how’s this going to work?

The guy sounding like a cat
caught in a blender is Lynch.

So let’s run over there
and toss the water in his face.

It is not that simple.

In human form, the holy water
has little effect.

We must wait until
it’s transformed

- back into the Drekavac.
- So what?

We’ve gotta wait for the
full moon or some such nonsense?

It is bound and cursed
to kill whomever reawakened it.

And I believe once it sees
the two of you,

the beast within will reemerge.

We reveal you guys to Lynch,
he turns into a monster,

and we give him
a holy water shower.

- Wait.
- So wait.

We’re the bait?

Hey.

Good evening.

Are you, uh, Winslow Lynch?

Descendant of Jakim Lynch?

Nice outfit.

Steampunk.

- I’m the Li...
- Hey, hey, hey.

No one’s allowed backstage
without a pass, man.

Or a beer.

We bring a far greater gift.

Who are you guys?

Bet your stupid sister
sent them over.

Wait. You have a sister?

Get in the van!

All of you, get to the van!

Everybody in, in, in!

In!

Dude, they dropped something.

That was my mom’s van, dude.

We threw the holy water!
Why didn’t it work?

Well, the holy water...

Hold on to something!

Into the aqueducts!

I know these tunnels.
Follow me!

- So what are we doing?
- We wait.

The creature has our scent.
It will come.

But the holy water doesn’t work.

No, apparently not.

If we can neutralize
the beast here,

we can save the lives
of everyone at the concert.

So we’re just gonna wait here
in this spooky tunnel

for a creature compelled
to kill us

with no way of stopping it?

Good. No, no. I just wanted
to lock that plan down.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I thought
we were gonna neutralize it.

Holy water did not work.

We have to fight it
on its terms.

Kill or be killed.

But then the girl dies, right?

The Drekavac is just
her body transformed.

It’s the hard part of
the Library.

We have to protect the rest
of the world from magic.

No. No, you can’t kill her.

Lysa, stay here.

If you two are visible,
it’ll key in on you

and kill you
before we can stop it.

Why didn’t the holy water work?

Then we would’ve had a chance.

No. Let’s think.

It’s a problem.
Let’s solve it.

Why didn’t the holy water work?

It’s magic.

And everything I’ve seen
about magic indicates

that it has rules,
so let’s deduce them.

Holy water used to work, right?

According to all
the accounts I’ve read.

So have they changed the way
they’ve blessed holy water?

Holy water is
just blessed tap water.

So where is the original?

Sava Lake,
but that was formed in 1967

- when they built dams.
- You know this how?

Eastern European history.
Built two dams.

So that water isn’t the same
as the old river water,

and it’s run through
purification plants

- before it hits the city.
- Which would mean

the original holy water
is different from today’s water.

And we’ve just got to find
the original local water.

Do the records really say
that I was a bad Librarian?

Bit of a mixed bag.
But to be honest, so am I.

Let’s go.

So explain the science, exactly.

Best guess,
the Drekavac is paralyzed

by the natural minerals
in the original water

from the rivers, and it
creates a chemical imbalance

across the skin, which disrupts
its nervous system.

Natural minerals
can affect conductivity.

The Drekavac is hypersensitive
due to the amount of energy

it would take
to maintain that, or...

Officially too much science.
Got it.

Okay.

No, wait.

Whatever this manifestation is,

it is hosted by a young,
innocent girl.

- She doesn’t deserve to die.
- There has to be another way.

I’m sorry. We don’t know
how long this will last.

- This is our chance.
- Please, Please.

You’re supposed to be
some kind of genius.

Save the girl.

Tears.

Rage and sorrow.

Sorrow at being abandoned.

An unbaptized child
lost forever, wandering.

Oh, oh, oh!
We... we’ve been idiots!

For hundreds of years,
we’ve been idiots.

Do you know who I am?

I’m the Librarian.

And my power
comes not from magic,

but from knowledge.

And I think I have some
knowledge of your suffering.

Your wanting to go home.

The loneliness.

And I know
that you shed those tears

after an eternity of pain.

There was nothing evil
about the child that you were.

Because you were not baptized,
you were told stories,

horrible, inaccurate folklore,
and you...

you believed them.

You didn’t know any better.

How could you?

And this is who you became.

We can change
all of that right now.

In the name of the Father,

the Son, and the Holy Spirit,

I baptize you now
in your own tears

and your sorrow.

You are lost no more.

Leave this body,

and go to your
well-deserved eternal rest.

Well, come along, then.

You don’t always get
a happy ending.

Whoa.

What’d I miss?

What is that?

That is a magic door.

Something Jenkins whipped up.

It allows this door
to link to any other door

anywhere else in the world
for instant teleportation.

He made this mini version
for me to use here.

Okay. New rules.

Teleportation, also real.

- So we do use magic.
- Librarians don’t use magic.

We use a little bit of magic.

- No magic.
- Magic door.

Library’s magic.
Not Librarians.

- But we use it.
- No magic!

Little bit of magic.

See what I’ve been dealing with?

So, uh, what about us?

What about you?

Well, here’s where I give you
my standard speech.

You see, no matter
who you tell about this,

no one’s gonna believe you.

Dude, I spent my whole life
trying to prove magic is real.

- Now I have video footage.
- Do you?

- Now that’s just hurtful.
- Yeah.

- Vikram here...
- So we just use first names now?

Vikram is gonna go back
to the Main Library

to live out his days.
You two, you’re going home.

Me? I’m stuck here in this Annex
trying to clean up this mess.

When the magic spilled out
of the Well,

it may have to traveled
over a thousand miles.

We have no idea
how many artifacts

- may have been reactivated.
- I can’t allow that.

You to clean up a mess that I am
solely responsible for making.

- Well, it’s my job.
- Mine as well.

You forget that I, too,
am a Librarian

chosen by the Library
just like you.

Please. My responsibility.

Well, if he’s staying,
then so am I.

Six months.

Six months.
I give you six months.

After that, Vikram is going back
to the Main Library.

Charlie,
you’re back in the military.

I’ve got a news alert
that mummies have come to life

at the history museum.

Saddle up.

Oh, and...

try not to die.

Dammit, Jones!

What the hell is that thing?

Come on.
We’ll grab your stuff.

Thank you, Lysa.

For reminding me that empathy

is the greatest tool
a Librarian has.

You gonna tell me
about this painting?

Oh. Coincidence.

Nothing more.

Yeah. Hello? I know, I know.

I’m on my way
to the airport now.

- No.
- I’m sorry?

I finally discovered the secret
I’ve been searching for,

the secret I ruined
my career over, is true.

And I don’t care
if I can’t tell anyone.

I’m in. And you need me.

The big guy here’s missed
almost 200 years of history,

both normal and occult.
I can fill him in.

He’s gonna need me.

You have to be invited
by the Library

- and you can’t just tag al...
- Why not?

And he was quite crucial
in solving our last dilemma.

You know what?

Tell the investors
there’s been a new development.

Yeah, no. I’ve made a discovery
that’ll change everything.

So, mummies.

What? How can I possibly finish
my research and go public

when you’ve just revealed to me

an entire new field of science
I have to study?

Physics has new rules.
I gotta know them.

Right. So the thing
about mummies,

very dusty,
and they smell atrocious.

Whoa.

Ooh...

Ooh!

Ooh!

Oh!

Ooh.

Dude! You’re the guy

we named our band after.