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 Last night, as I was falling to sleep, I noticed a faint, glowing light emitting from a space on the bookshelf. It seemed to be coming from a glass object, but I'm frightened to check. This has me weary of my new home.

   Speaking of home, I have been so busy trying to survive here that I've forgotten my other goals. I want to return to my true home. I can't settle with being permanently stuck here. I need to find someone who can help me. Today I will set off walking again, until I can find beings with which I can communicate, or until it is dark. My very first encounters in this world have made me very hesitant about my next.Still, I cannot afford to hide.