The smell of old books floods your nostrils as you enter the library, the atmosphere rather comfortable, despite the darkness of night and perpetual storming outside making it seem like the scene of a horror movie. Even still, you felt at ease. It almost made you forget you were in a killing game.

The windows pattered softly with rain, as the view outside was obscured and darkened by the now long since set sun.

As you go further into the library, you spot a solitary lamp on. The soft glow of the light cast shadows across the entire building. A silhouette sat under the light, reading a novel at a table. Upon further inspection, you see it's Sonya, near the horror section.

You walk up closer, the creak of your feet under the old wood floorboards making her jump a bit, in which afterwards she rested a hand on her bosom, taking a breath of relief.

"My goodness, you scared the life out of me..."

She smiles a bit, noticing how silly that must have looked.

"Of course, it's no fault of your own. It's mine for reading such horrifying literature at this hour at night.."

She looks back at the novel, marking the page and closing it up.