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No one even read in this corner. Slowly, I pushed myself up, making my way towards it. My hands shook as I opened it. Two words. Found you. No name. No symbol. Just the curve of each letter—neat, intentional. Not Nico’s script. Not Luca’s. Not Matteo’s. Something colder. Something older. The book slipped from my hand and hit the floor with a soft thump. I stood, heart hammering in my chest. Who the hell— I looked around. Slowly. The library remained empty.

The shelves seemed to go higher and higher up the walls, beyond her line of vision. ​ *She walked to towards one of the lower hanging shelves and ran her fingers along the spines of the leather-bound books. Her fingers danced over a large, weathered book again and again. Every time she tried to trail her fingers past, they drew back to it, almost as though it was a magnet. ​ *Pulling the book from the shelf, she placed it down onto the table before her, the book fell open landing on an age stained page, the words ‘Ut inveniet quod habet non fuit Perdita autem capta est’ written.*

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It was unlike any book she had ever seen, and she had seen it all. Caitlin’s heart pounded as she reached in and delicately removed the book. She was trembling, and she didn’t know why. It was strange, but somehow, she felt as if she were being led to this box. To this book. She pulled back the cover, and ran her hand along the first page, and began to study the handwriting. As she did, her heart stopped. She couldn’t understand it. It was a handwriting she recognized. It was her own. Caitlin could not process what was happening. She felt as if she were outside of herself, looking down, and she became more and more confused.

, she asked, standing from her chair and stretching. My eyes traveled the length of her body. "To find the book I need", I explained, drinking her up. "What are you looking for?", she inquired, as she followed me. "I read about false markings before and how to undo them. I just need to find it", I explained.

I went straight to his desk. Bryan was careful. He never left anything incriminating out in the open. But I wasn’t looking for something obvious. I was looking for something small. Something only I would recognize. I checked the drawers first. Files. Ledgers. Useless. Then I moved to the bookshelf. I scanned the rows of leather-bound books, searching for the one detail most people wouldn’t notice. Then I found it. A book slightly more worn than the others, its spine creased from frequent handling.

Then again, it wasn’t like he needed to know anyway. "That’s okay. Well, what you’re looking for is in aisle nine, section B, wing A," he informed us, pointing behind me. We thanked him and hurried over to the section. We searched for a while, flipping through pages quickly. The only book we could find that seemed relevant was on mind-linking. "Hey, hey, come look at this," Cleo called out before pointing at a particular section on the page. She read it out loud, and I followed along.