you enter a tall and dark entrance hall. no one seems to be around. from here you can see multiple doors leading deeper inside the library. between the rows of book shelves rusty antique lamps illuminate small circles of light. somewhere there has to be an open window because you can hear the low hustle and hum from the night life of the streets outside. but everytime you turn a corner there are only more bookshelves reaching up into the darnkness and here and there a leather chair that seems to invite you to sit down and lose youreself in a book.
as you make your way deeper between the dusty bookshelves you discover an antique desk upon which sits an old desktop computer. you boot up the system.