Cheshire stood in the middle of the library, staring at what had to be the most asinine setup ever conceived by man. There was a climbing rope. In the middle of the library. And a trampoline. Not to mention the ladders and staircases that seemed more plentiful than the books.
The books. Oh god the books. They were in every language but standard, which was all anybody in the organization spoke, except for Peter who was born in rural Russia where they still spoke some of the old languages. And the books she had managed to identify weren’t exactly on the approved reading list from the Antarch government officials. In fact, most of them were so banned that any one of them could get a person arrested for life.
But this wasn’t what really bothered the harried Ms. Cheshire. She could handle a library designed by MC Escher and books more illegal than most drugs.
No, what was really bothering her was the fact the entire, enormous room, all four stories, was infested with hummingbirds.
“Gonna be a long rebellion.”