CUS 5.5 - Parts 5-7

five:

Well peasants, this is a bit of a strange story. I'm only reading it as it's being sent to us. Each story part has new coordinates, which Ariadne has been using. Your guess is as good as mine as to how this specific set of story parts is going to end, and much less where we're going, but hey - they paid me in advance, so at least this time you all can't ruin my pay day. Again. I think I'd throw you out of the space ship if you managed that, actually.

Free Space

six:

There was a day when Librarian had to travel to acquire rare books, and this was the first time Hawthorne was left fully alone in the Library in all of their existence. This was both thrilling, and terrifying. You see, as time passed, Hawthorne became increasingly aware that the Library was not just a Library- but an entity. Perhaps a creature, or a god. Hawthorne wasn't sure, but it was somewhat terrifying to know you were possibly living inside a god, and that god had named you, and claimed you. On this day, the locket that was inside the strange basket on that strange day, and a small, folded piece of paper, fell next to Hawthorne's feet. They opened it, and the music inside it felt so familiar that it made Hawthorne feel at home, and this was troublesome to them. When they opened the folded paper, they found it was simply a map of the Library's first floor, with an "X" marking one room. If the Library had a mouth, it would have smiled.

Read a small or short book.

seven:

It took some time to get from Hawthorne's living quarters to the first floor, and Hawthorne had a feeling that time was of the essence. They hurried, and when they found the door, a click could be heard. The door had waited for Hawthorne's arrival to unlock itself, and they shook as they turned the knob. The room looked simple, which made it even more frightening to Hawthorne. A large, wing-backed chair sat facing a lit fireplace, and two distinct differences from all the other rooms in the Library. There was only one bookshelf, and, there was a window. Hawthorne had never seen a window, nor a room with so few books, in their entire life. They walked to the center of the room, tracing a finger on the fabric of the chair, and noticed a book open in the seat. They picked it up, and settled into the chair, curious about what the Library was clearly willing to show them- but only when Librarian was not there.

Read a book that has a mystery, or a big secret involved