Library, Thursday [ 03/13 ]

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After neither a Bridge or a glowing ball of light appeared in the morning to open the library, it seemed the librarian might have to do actual work.

It was more than slightly concerning after the radio announcement the previous night.

Nevertheless, the library was open and being... well... the best word might be 'patrolled' by a slightly on edge librarian.

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Re: Researcher's Area

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Maybe it was her tiredness and the fact that she hadn't had any sleep in over a day. Maybe it was the ethnography that intrigued her and caused her head to tilt with a desire to distract herself with contradictions. Maybe it was Africa that caught her eye, catching on a heartstring and making her fixate with a strange bit of longing. Maybe it was the excessive details in which the article mentioned the crazy old man's ravings about statues.

But, really, Adah knew exactly what it was about the article that caught her eye. It wasn't the intriguing story telling of a film crew needing to practically shut down production of their movie in the West African desert due to a crazy man trying to destroy their statues.

It was the mere fact that the crazy man claiming the statues had stolen his life just so happened to insist that his name was Bob.

"Huh."