ext_202015 ([identity profile] not-rly-fai.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-09-29 09:18 am

Day 27: Library

Libraries, he'd found, were rarely as dull as people made them out to be.  Though he felt no magic in these tomes, they were still full of useful information.  Maybe some of them could tell him a little bit more about this world he'd landed himself in. 

For that matter, why hadn't he run into any of the others yet?  They'd all been fairly close together when they'd left Rekord, but he hadn't seen a trace of any of them.  He was able to communicate easily with the people here though, which led him to believe Mokona was within a mile or so.  Unless the ones running this little game had some other way to let all these other-worldly people communicate amongst themselves.  In which case, the others could be very far away indeed.

The library had that wonderful smell of old books, and Fai traced his fingers along the shelves, skimming titles and pulling books that struck his fancy.  Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz, The War of the Worlds, and with a smile, he found Bram Stoker's Dracula as well.  Raven had been telling the truth then, in spite of his own lies.  Ought to be a good start.  He sat leisurely at one of the tables and began flipping through his selections.

[waiting for Tamaki~]

[identity profile] heraldric.livejournal.com 2007-10-02 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Leon had heard of people disappearing as well. Would it be too hopeful to imagine that they might have escaped? Gotten free of this place? He didn't know if he could bear thinking that the only way out was to vanish from existence, or be killed.

"Like a game is right..." he muttered. They were just being toyed with. "We have to be needed for something. Maybe those that disappeared were no longer needed and sent back to their worlds without warning..." It was better to think that than otherwise.

[identity profile] hack-ed.livejournal.com 2007-10-03 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
Ed didn't really believe that; it seemed to her something quite dark and sinister was at work, even though so many odd things didn't add up. Maybe whoever was in charge was crazy.

But she kept up a hopeful smile for the boy as she replied, "I've heard differently. Life is but a dream!" She giggled and stretched her arms up high above her head, hands clasped, then dropped them again to swing lazily. She was thinking a nap sounded awfully good right now. But surely soon would be something of the dinner variety, and then she could see for herself what all the fuss was about nighttime.