The library is a large, book-filled cavern, and the ceiling is hung with the moldering bodies
of various creatures, mostly men. The shiny stuff is lighter inside than in the connecting
tunnels, and a clicking sound appears to emanate from within. A pile of shiny
cocoons fills the northern half of the room and gems are scattered about
the dirt floor. A forgotten backpack of cartridges rests on the
slimy stone against the middle of the north wall.
 The air smells strongly of vanilla...

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