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The storm was normal for the city. It had been years since anyone on the ground could see past the first twenty or so stories of the sky scrapers that lined the streets.
Sheets of rain beat against the right side of his black greatcoat, and he used his arm to shield his face and hold his hat on.

Only two more blocks, he repeated in his mind.

As he grew closer he noticed the 24 hour library was the only place he had seen in his walk that had any noticeable lights. The lit up sign was old. The letter B had broken off and was hanging by a cable, swinging back and forth violently.

He smiled, thinking, At least she thought to leave the lights on for me...

He finally arrived at his destination. He pushed through the revolving doors. The library, if you could call it that anymore, was a complete disaster. Most of the books were lying about on tables and hand rails. Nothing had been put in order in decades. However, all of these things did not register to him. All he saw was her.

Sitting atop a pile of books, directly in front of him, was Vivian. She deftly twirled an obsidian object in her left hand.

Their eyes met, and she grinned. "Hello, Trent."

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