Who: Anna Milton, anyone else
Where: The Library
When: The earlier hours of daylight
Anna Milton had been having trouble sleeping ever since she had arrived at the hotel. She couldn't explain why she was having trouble, she was free from the worries of the world ending. Perhaps that was the reason why. She was a angel and she knew that she should be out there fighting.
With barely any sleep, the red head started to wander out and about in the hotel. Seeing a door, she had never entered before, her pique of curiosity interested her. Walking over, she approached the door and turned its knob. Stepping inside, she suddenly felt like she was right at home. It was a library and it was huge, bigger than any she had been to before.
Staring in awe, the red head begin to examine the books on the book shelves in interest.