“This…is the library.” tom said as we walked up another ornate staircase into a giant room lined with countless bookshelves.

“Woah.” I said, being dazzled by the phenomenal lighting and the countless books.

“You’re damn right.” He said, “It took for ever to get all these into here.”

“What are all these books about?” I asked.

“People.” Tom answered shortly.

“Like who?” I asked.

“Everyone.” He said.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Think of all of these books as….biographies.” Tom said, shrugging in the last word. “You want to see yours?”

“What?” I said, disbelieving.

“Wait here.” Tom winked, and disappeared among the bookshelves to return with a brown leather bound book about few inches thick.