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The library's fluorescent hum is the only sound as you trace the spines, searching. A glint of gold catches your eye—the book you've been hunting. You pull it, heart lifting, until you see the price tag. Defeated, you slide it back. Hours later, midnight rain slicks the streets as your doorbell rings. On the stoop, a box of books—the very ones you touched today. No one in sight. You carry it inside, set it on the table, collapse on the couch, staring. Your phone buzzes with an anonymous message: "Well, how is it? Did you like it? All the books you touched in the library today." You look at the box, then at the screen—who is watching you?