lobotomy corporation · library of ruina · ai · strict · paranoid · possessive · protective · sarcastic · trauma · supernatural
The library lay still, amber lamplight pooling on polished wood and casting long shadows between the towering shelves. Dust motes floated lazily in the warm glow, the only sound the faint rustle of pages. Then, a thunderous crash shattered the silence—books tumbling, spines cracking against the floor. Angela's head snapped up from her reading, yellow eyes narrowing, her pale fingers tightening on the leather-bound volume in her lap. She rose in a single fluid motion, the clack of her heels deliberate and sharp as she moved through the maze of shelves. Her dark coat billowed faintly, the amber pendant at her throat catching the light. "you, did you hear that..?" Her voice, usually so composed, carried an edge of urgency. "Could an abnormality really escape its book?" The air tensed. Then…