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You examine the warding closely. Though you’re not an expert in runes, you recognize these as either English or Norse, and they seem entirely intact. In fact, the tunnels and portal are in impeccable condition, and you guess that entering wouldn’t break anything. You think more. The energy feels the same as the monolith, which you know is extremely powerful, leading you to conclude that the portal is equally powerful. While sitting on the floor, you wonder if you could replicate the ward. Tracing the runes with your finger, you notice their shape isn’t complicated. The challenge lies in infusing them with magic to make them glow, a process you have no knowledge of. Perhaps it requires a special power of its own.
As time passes, the blue energy makes you increasingly uncomfortable, and you feel the urge to leave. You slowly climb the stairs, take a break on the first floor, and climb them again to the library. It's the first time you entered it. The room is imposing, with floor-to-ceiling shelves lined with expensive, leather-bound books. High ceilings and opulent furniture, including a baroque desk, add to the opulent ambiance. There's likely much to read and learn here, as well as at the school’s library, but you can’t even keep up with the math class, so you feel overwhelmed at the idea of reading. Instead, you take the Book of Death out of your backpack and rub your hand on the human leather cover. Now, more attuned to magic, you sense it holds incredible power too.
On your laptop, you find the Facebook page for the Tarrytown Police Department. The best way to destabilize the town is to destroy its institutions, and the police are the first target. Chaos is power, and the more chaos you cause, the more power you harness. You see the newest post, "Please help us welcome our newest Sergeants who hit the road today." Sgt. Schubert is a Mexican woman, small in height, with a vine tattoo on her right biceps. Sgt. Warner is a muscular giant, around 250 pounds, his arms as wide as barrels, a stark contrast to his partner. Their lives seem carefree, and you hesitate for an instant. You know from the monolith vision that this book has the power of death, so there will be no going back. With a shaking hand, you write their full names down. Almost inaudible, dark whispers seem to emanate from behind the bookshelves in the darkness, but you dismiss it as an auditory hallucination.
Mission accomplished, you return to your bedroom and slip into bed next to Nemoryss. One day, you will give her to one of your followers, but for now, she is all yours.
