Catelynn

She knelt in the dirt, her fingers trembling as she cleared away the muck. There, hidden under a stone lip, was a keyhole. She slid the brass key in. It didn't just turn; it hummed .

Catelynn took a breath, stepped onto the first stair, and the door above her clicked shut. She wasn't in Oakhaven anymore. She was in the , and she was the first person to hold a library card there in half a century. How should we continue Catelynn's journey? If you'd like, we can: Catelynn

Is she truly alone down there, or is there a Librarian waiting? She knelt in the dirt, her fingers trembling