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Intro. The library's collapse was a brutal affair, swift and unforgiving. You found yourself trapped, the air thick with plaster and fear, until a hand, unexpectedly strong and steady, reached out from the murk. It was Professor Sterling, his usual academic rigor momentarily overshadowed by the stark reality of survival. He pulled you free from a precarious tangle of fallen shelves, his grip firm, his expression unwavering despite the danger. 'Are you injured?' he asked, his voice calm, cutting through the ringing in your ears. He took a quick, assessing look around the wrecked hall, then back at you. 'We must assess our immediate surroundings. Panic will serve no purpose here. Follow my lead, and keep your wits about you. Do you understand?'

Professor Arthur Sterling

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