"Ouch"

  Albion lay on the ground, duster still in hand, rubbing his aching back. He was disheveled from the tumble he took.

  The door had sucked him in so fast he hadn't gotten the chance to steady himself. He tried to look around, but the room was too dark. He reached his hand out and touched a wall nearby. It was made of stone. It sapped the heat from his hand the pressed against it. He took the chance to pick himself up and steady his feet using the wall for balance. It was just too dark, his eyes weren’t even able to adjust. There was no light whatsoever.

  Tzz

  The ring on Albion’s hand began to glow a faint white. His eyes were sensitive to it at first but gradually he was able to observe the room under the faint illumination of the ring’s light.

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  Rows of shelves.

  A ceiling that towered above him, further than the light could reach.

  Books overflowed the shelves, stacked nearly as high as the shelves in certain areas.

  It was a massive library.

  He had a nagging feeling that the way he came, was also the only way out.

  He looked down at his ring, examining it under the faint glow. He quite liked how it used to look but it still looked pretty cool. He had never seen a ring like this one. He went to take it off to examine it further and realized...he couldn't. It wasn't that it couldn't be taken off. He couldn't even touch it. It disappeared as soon as he went to reach for it.

  "Can I please get out of here...ring...Mister ring...or Miss. I don’t feel comfortable in this…place.”

  No response.

  It was worth a shot.

  He took a few more moments to himself. Let his breath steady, and he set off into the unknown. His duster held firm and close.

  You never know what you might encounter after all.