As you enter the room your eyes widden. It looked like a library filled from floor to ceiling with books. When approaching and analyzing some of them you notice all of them are about you. Some talk about their day to day life, as if studying you. Others are long novels of different genres with you as the protagonist. And some are just analysis papers about you, but all without the slightest exception have you as their main focus. Your body trembled in fear as you felt a figure move behind you.