you follow the man
you follow the man into a room crammed with books. there are stacks
reaching up to the ceiling. he walks over to a table with a single,
thick book laying out on it. you notice that the book looks well-used
but is very clean compared to all the dusty albums laying about the
rest of the room. the man starts flipping through the book and finally
comes to a page that says. . . . .
