Did the book just...hit him?
Before Maya could fully register that, or laugh out a, "told you so!", suddenly it wasn't just one book, but hundreds descending upon him.
And beating him.
Maya let out a scream of terror as the scene quickly went from funny to "oh god it's going to kill him!" but before she could do anything else, like scream for help (and who would help?! He was the ghost expert here!) or flee out from under the ladder, more books came out and hit the ladder, sending the man toppling backwards. Maya screamed again, and--
Everything went black.
The next thing she knew, she was laying on her back beneath crushing weight that smelled of dust and mustiness and the vague scent of perfume.
And everything was still black, and there were hard, painful things jabbing into her from odd angles. Maya tried to move, but found she couldn't, entombed in darkness and...something slightly squishy atop her.
"Amalin!" she whimpered, and struggled to move. Was she buried in books now?! Had they fallen on her, too?! First clothes, now books! "Amalin! Get over here and HELP ME! RIGHT NOW!"