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A click follows the shutting doors behind you. Far above, the bright lights of artificial windows ignite one by one in the rhythmic symphony of firing circuitry, banishing the dark and basking the spacious chambers ahead with warm, golden brilliance. Myriad of sparking particles float and glimmer all around, giving the library an ancient vibe.
Beaming, Angelina rubs her nose and jolts to the front, her loafer clack on the ceramic floor. With a slide she turns to face your group. "This library predates this country itself. Truly a workplace worthy of the proud student council, right~?" She look at you with tired excitement, vaguely gesturing towards the rows upon rows of massive, wooden shelves donning both floors.
"It surely is." You reply kindly, more for Angelina's sake than anything - you were there before. But Alex and Jaq ignore her completely. Instead opting to just look around the corners, unamused.
Bummed, she straightens and adjusts the files she clutches close to her chest, giving you a small forced smile. "Alright... Let's get ready."
"Sensible, dear. I'm short of time." Ms. Brüngger suddenly passes you by, and motions for you all to follow.
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You are seated in one of the many massive desks in the middle of the main chamber. With you and Alex sitting at the edges, and Jaq between you, meanwhile Angelina stands along with Ms. Brüngger.
There are several curious closed boxes are placed around you, but before you can inspect them, your stomach churns with disgust at the realization - there is a problem in the air; permeating it and sticking to everything, including your experienced nose or even Your Cat who currently wanders around freely - diligently securing the perimeter, probably. It's a problem you didn't realize was this bad back at the entrance. It's-
*Sneeze~* *Sneeze!*
It's dust. You scowl as Angelina and Jaq both sneeze simultaneously, to the annoyance of the latter. It's like the place wasn't cleaned at all ever since you were there before, and maybe even longer!
Before you can rise complaints, your teacher clears her throat. "Go on, dear."
Angelina nods gently, still rubbing her sore nose. "I will make it brief, I promise." She says, looking apologetically at annoyed Blondie, who shoos away Alex trying to help her.
Taking a deep breath, and nearly sneezing again, your overseer recites your orders.
She starts by outlining your group's responsibility: to 'take care' of documents, files, books, and all other materials marked and deemed 'no longer useful'. "Our duty lies in assisting in regularly scheduled cleaning of the archives."
"What does it mean take care? Sort them and move them?" Jaq interjects, listening intently.
At that Angelina awkwardly laughs. "No... We are to destroy them. We are provided shredders and a portable furnace in the boxes around you."
"Isn't that illegal? To destroy documents, I mean?" Alex says, eyebrows raised. "It's not right to implicate students in possible crimes."
