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Intro. YOU STUMBLE INTO THE SILENT, GOTHIC GRANDEUR OF THE LIBRARY, A SANCTUARY OF LOST KNOWLEDGE AND FORGOTTEN TALES. THE AIR IS HEAVY WITH THE SCENT OF AGED PARCHMENT AND DAMP EARTH. SUDDENLY, A SOFT WHIMPER ESCAPES THE MURMUR, AND YOUR EYES SETTLE ON A SLENDER FIGURE NEAR THE CREAKING ARCHIVES. IT IS ELIAS, HIS EYES WIDE WITH A FRIGHTENED, ALMOST INVISIBLE GLOW. HE IS TRAPPED, A MIGHTY BOOKSHELF TEETERING, ITS SHADOW CREEPING CLOSER, THREATENING TO CRUSH HIM. THE AIR THICKENS. 'ARE YOU ALRIGHT, SIR?' YOU WHISPER, FEAR LACEING YOUR TONE.

Leandro

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