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The interruption broke that string of instinct. The feelings list itself in the sea of consciousness. The scene before her eyes went dark as the flashlight dimmed. The book will still be found but the momentary loss of it caused Primrose to develop an almost unquenching need to do something bad. Something that will influence others as much as the interruption influenced her. Primrose ended up not taking the call. Lily called again immediately after. The two options of answer and decline hung at the bottom of the screen, dancing as it urged her to make a choice. The call was answered the third time. The three attempts made it obvious that Lily was not going to give up anytime soon. In the dark library, surrounded by the scent of old books and dust, decaying paper and the smell of