Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44640489-20200114222000/@comment-44640489-20200117004201

(Sorry, had to do stuff.) Esme kept walking, her fingers still touching the wall. It all led to one point. A bookcase. Strange. The dark shelfs didn't match the room, at all- she felt the books seeing if they would open a latch. Nothing. Then she tried moving the bookcase. (Can this be the way in? Tell me no if theres another way.)