But then I realize my soft bed is actually very soft moss. As i looked again the room around me changed into forest again. I didnt actually manage to escape that library jungle.
No as Daniel said you cannot leave the library until it reads you.
"But how?"
"How what?" said Daniel and took off the hat he had made from a large amanita mushroom.
"How does the library read us?"
"I dont know, am I Daniel or am I just part of this dream?" he said while trying to juggle some pine cones.
I looked at him with that "If you dont stop making stupid jokes I will shove that pine cones up your ass" look.
"Ok, ok chill brochacho. Maybe there will be some book or some piece of paper that will give us a hint."
"Wow, you are like modern Da Vinky lets go explore then."
"Stop it or i will start blushing." he said dead serious as a threat.
Air was filled with humidity and ground was covered with grass. Old libraries half buried in ground filled with all sorts of books. More books hanging from trees from mysterious strings. Occasional puddles of water were instead of my reflection showing random pieces of text.
While we were looking for some clue in the books or in the puddles a wooden figure emerged from behind one of the bookcases.
ns216.73.216.192da2
and then Add to home screen.