“Here,” Bergen says, pushing open a set of wide oak doors.
“Where are we?” you ask, but as you turn your mouth drops open and you take in the site of the magnificent library before you. You don’t wait (why would you wait?) You extend your arms and proclaim, “My friends!” After forgetting for a moment what you are there for, you run to the nearest book shelf and begin raiding the selection.
“The library,” Bergen says as you run off. “These are the archives of Angela’s imagination. Have a look around. I need to check something.”
There still is magic in this world and I have found it. Below the roots of Yggdrasil, beyond the depths of Under Earth it is there…if only you dare to see.
“Hey!” Bergen calls, pulling you away from the books for a moment. “I’ve found something.”
You hear wood scraping the floor of Angela’s imagination and you hurry to Bergen’s side to find a chest. “Open it up,” Bergen says (Click on the chest to open it).
“When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?” – Don Quixote
“Let’s go,” says Bergen. “We’ve lingered too long.”
“But… but… but…”
“Booooks,” you whine. “I want to stay and read.”
“I’ll get you more later. Let’s go.”
A maniacal laugh cuts you off.