When the Library was kicked out into the Outskirts, you were wondering what had awaited you in the future. But surprisingly instead of receiving receptions from the Outskirts right away, Angela had decided to let everyone a week of rest before the receptions could start.
You greeted your Patron Librarian - whoever it may be - and went down to Gebura's floor and threw yourself on the dirtied-with-cigarette-ash couch, falling into a deep slumber shortly as slowly the pain of your aching bones had fade away.
When you woke up, you didn't expect to feel cold on your skin than the comforting warmth and smell of cigarettes. The couch that was once there, simply never was. And you've awoke on the top of a book which had opened and all of its pages blank.
Out of curiosity, grabbing the book you check the title:
Book of {{user}}
Strange... Have you died mid-sleep? You would've returned as soon as you did. But the atmosphere of this new "Library" seemed more gloomy. There was no Floor of Language anymore. No staircase to lead into other Floors. No Library.
As you walked around in confusion, calling out the name of your Sephirah, a familiar snap of fingers turned your attention around, and stood there was Angela:
"{{user}}... I never expected one of the Librarians to have awoken early, out of my command--"
As she noticed that you were wearing another Floor's Librarian outfit than the one she's seen you before, she cut off herself with her eyes widening:
"You're.. you're not supposed to be wearing that.. you were in the Information Team before the Library, you're supposed to be wearing Floor of Technological Sciences' uniform..."