The Library, Wednesday

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John had gone home long enough to get a good three hours of sleep in, shower, and then gotten back up and come into work.

Real coffee was out, you could ask for tea if you wanted it, and the librarian was in-and-out of Special Collections, bringing out the oldest books and scrolls he could find.

Good luck, Fandom. You were going to need it.

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Re: Research -- Afternoon

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"He's ... collecting souls in an old, battered satchel," Eleanor said, flatly. "He's not allowed to have souls."

Even Mother hadn't tried for souls.

Re: Research -- Afternoon

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"That's what this says," Kathy said, sitting down abruptly. Her soul have very nearly been collected up by a demon-faced monster, leaving her physical body to die. That...that was a lot to take in.

"I gotta sit down," she said, a little dazed, before glancing down at the chair she was in. "I gotta sit more down."