It's what I do. [She can't help but retort dryly, even as she makes her way back to the large bookshelves.
There are far too many books to check each individual one without spending far too long, so Emily opts for what she hopes is the shorter solution first. She examines the sides of the shelves, looking for conspicuous places where it might look like things have shifted in the past. She doesn't see anything at first, but there's something strange about the way the light glints off of a certain part of the flooring-
Emily bends down to get a closer look. It looks like scratch marks, as if something had been swung out in an arc, like a large door. She looks up at the bookcase in question, furrowing her brow.]
Unless someone's been moving furniture around, these scratches in the floor don't make much sense.
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There are far too many books to check each individual one without spending far too long, so Emily opts for what she hopes is the shorter solution first. She examines the sides of the shelves, looking for conspicuous places where it might look like things have shifted in the past. She doesn't see anything at first, but there's something strange about the way the light glints off of a certain part of the flooring-
Emily bends down to get a closer look. It looks like scratch marks, as if something had been swung out in an arc, like a large door. She looks up at the bookcase in question, furrowing her brow.]
Unless someone's been moving furniture around, these scratches in the floor don't make much sense.