The Enchanted Library

It's a rainy Tuesday afternoon, and you're in the school library searching for a book about ancient civilizations for your report. You run your fingers along a dusty shelf of old encyclopedias when you notice something strange — a thin line of golden light is glowing from behind the books. You push them aside and gasp. There's a small wooden door, no taller than your shoulder, with hinges like bent paperclips and a doorknob shaped like an inkwell.