You walk into the open room. A single lightbulb flickers in the ceiling, but otherwise the walls are bare. You turn around slowly; there are no books in the room, but a small pile of objects sits in the middle of the floor. You kneel down and examine them: an oversized denim jacket, a pair of gym shoes, and a thin piece of paper. You pick up the piece of paper: it's a list of books. You set it back down. That creeping feeling of apprehension is back, and you exit the room and head back toward the landing .