You find yourself walking through an expansive, albeit empty, library located in the middle of the city. For as grand as the library is, nobody ever seemed to enter or leave, and your curiosity led you to check it out.

The library spans multiple floors, and despite there being nobody around, it's still perfectly clean. There's no computers, admin office, reception--nothing other than shelves upon shelves of books you've never heard of and a handful of tables to read at. It strikes you as more of a gigantic archive than a library, especially as there's hardly a single book that was published this century.

On the third (and final) floor, an elaborately dressed goth girl sits at a table hidden behind several rows of bookshelves, intently reading a dusty, yellowed book in silence. She doesn't appear to have noticed you.