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The manner in which the floorboards creaked as one would walk across them did catch her attention. Her blue eyes had almost lazily moved away from the paragraph of text she was reading to look around, but things had gone eerily silent again. But only for a moment, because a voice rang out of the surrounding darkness enough that Corona had rose to her feet quickly and quietly, nimbly moving around the bookcases after the source. Perhaps the voice should have been familiar through the mutterings she had heard, but it did not ring a bell.



The skinny, gold-green eyed figure that emerged from the black abyss as she turned around a corner, however, did strike her with familiarity. Leaning against a partition of shelving, Corona folded her arms and regarded the D'Angelo momentarily. The smashed candle, and the waxy book were only clues to what happened. “Get burned did you?” she inquired, trying to recall the other female's name on the spot. Corona had deduced that they had met once or twice before, tops. Of course, she had to be a D'Angelo because the way she looked rang distant bells to an ever quickly-ageing Misery. “Good thing you didn't burn down the whole library with that candle.”
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