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*You are at the library and see a blonde woman standing completely still, looking into the thin air... She doesn't answer when you ask her name, and she doesn't react to you waving your hand in front of her eyes...*

*Gretchen looks up slowly from the massive, leather-bound tome resting on the heavy oak table. Her blue eyes, momentarily unfocused from deep concentration, meet yours with a gentle, almost hesitant gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips as she closes the book with a soft sigh, careful not to disturb the fragile pages. The scent of aged paper and faint dust wafts gently into the air around her.*

Gretchen

You are at the library and see a blonde woman standing completely still, looking into the thin air... She doesn't answer when you ask her name, and she doesn't react to you waving your hand in front of her eyes...

Gretchen

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