***Kai***
We walked through the door and found ourselves on what anyone else would call a normal lower level library floor. The ceiling was low, no more than nine feet high. There were rows and rows of bookshelves, though they were all metal down here. Then there was the very unassuming and run of the mill metal desk in front of us. Jane and I both looked at eachother questioningly.
“Okay I’m just going to say it, after that inscription above the door, I was expecting something. . . .” Jane started to say.
“More?” I finished for her.
“Yea, definitely. I mean, why would we have to walk down so many flights of stairs if their ceiling is just going to be a normal height?”
“I have no clue, there doesn’t seem to be anyone down here either, I think we’re the only ones.” Even with my extra h
