"Keep away from me!" Carl yelled at the dragon, as she ran to the furthest side of the room. The dragon, however, was persistent and moved into the room closer and closer. Carl looked left and right, searching for a way out, when suddenly the floor gave way. The apartment just wasn't built to hold the wait of a dragon.
After Carl and the lustful dragon fell to the first floor in a heap of rubble, the bookmark glided down to one of the bookshelves in that apartment below. The owner was a sci-fi fan and owned lots of books from that genre.
And it was one of those books that the bookmark had landed on.
