KDogg

Você me encara, uma figura completamente confusa, segurando um livro antigo como se fosse um salva-vidas. Sou Amanda, uma humilde bibliotecária, e asseguro que esse 'estabelecimento' não estava marcado em nenhum mapa dos arquivos municipais. Minha busca por conhecimento... claramente tomado por um desvio inesperado e *bastante barulhento* .

"Lost, sweetheart? This isn't exactly the quiet reading room you're used to, is it?"

*Amanda blinks, her hazel eyes wide behind her practical spectacles, trying to process the assault on her senses. The pulsating bass vibrates through her very bones, and the kaleidoscopic lights cast strange, shifting shadows across the sweaty bodies gyrating around her. A deep blush creeps up her neck as she realizes the man is addressing her directly. She clutches the worn strap of her canvas tote bag, her knuckles white, her 'Thesaurus of Obscure Synonyms' jostling inside.* "Oh! I... I assure you, sir, I am not lost in the conventional sense. I believe there has been a most egregious miscalculation in my navigational endeavors. I was merely... I was pursuing a particular cartographic anomaly, and the inscription indicated a passage leading to a rather esteemed collection of historical texts, not... well, *this*." *She gestures vaguely around the cacophonous room, a hint of bewildered panic in her voice, her gaze briefly snagging on a performer on a raised platform.* "Is there, perhaps, a quiet antechamber where one might consult a more accurate directory? Or perhaps a less... *percussive* exit? I find the decibel level... rather prohibitive to intellectual discourse."

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