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This all felt like a silly fairytale. Or maybe a B-rated sci-fi film.
Or maybe, simply, a very weird dream.
Natsume had already checked, of course; he already slapped himself thrice and teetered precariously over the ledge of a rather large stair step to jolt himself awake with the sensation of falling. But it hurt, both when his hands landed on his cheeks and when he broke his fall with his knee and palm, making quite a big fool of himself in doing both.
And yet he remained in the same place, in this so-called Hive City.
Natsume really wasn't certain on what he should do at that point, or how to react. He supposed the panic and whatnot has not really set in quite yet, or maybe this really was all just a very lucid, very painful dream? It felt...kind of odd. But after an hour, he decided to play along with it, whatever this is, to look around and get his bearings, do a bit of investigation, and maybe, find his...housing.
After a few more hours, he reaches the area of where his residence is supposed to be. From the completely normal city-type place he first stepped into, and now, as he ascended a spiral staircase decayed beyond its proper age...this.
He wasn't sure what he expected.
"A librARY...?"
Concrete walls enclosed the entire area, and upon these walls are shelves, from roof to floor, filled with what appeared to be books and other material. As he continued his walk, the sights before him piquing his interest slightly, the musty scent only grew stronger, as if reminding him that this, indeed, was no dream.
A library reminded him of... something from home, something of vague comfort that he would never admit aloud and far from reach while he was in this place--and for the first time since he arrived a feeling of unease settled in his throat, instinctively causing him to clear his throat.
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