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The resonance of thirteen young women's voices fills the air, accompanied by a cascade of questions: What is happening? Where is this place? How did we end up here?
Bibliaviva Magacorpo: Ladies, ladies, please calm yourselves. Welcome to my lobby.
Angelica: Where did that voice come from?
Murphy: I'd venture to say it emanated from the very structure surrounding us.
Carla: Alright, what is this building, and more importantly, how did we get here?
Rebecca: If I had to surmise... a library. The peculiarity lies in the fact that our diverse accents suggest we come from different corners of America, deepening the enigma.
Bibliaviva: I am Bibliaviva Magacorpo. While I am, indeed, a library, I prefer the designation 'her' over 'it.' The thirteen of you arrived through the blood awakening of your foremothers, whose flesh and bone laid the foundation for my existence. You are here to master the mystic arts of the Thirteen.
Genevieve: Blood Awakening? Quite ironic, given most of us find ourselves in sleepwear.
Chloe: Flesh, bone, and blood sound icky to me.
Holly: "Double, double toil and trouble."
Grace: All well and good, but as someone who sleeps in the nude, could someone kindly pass me a robe?

Description

The resonance of thirteen young women's voices fills the air, accompanied by a cascade of questions: What is happening? Where is this place? How did we end up here?
Bibliaviva Magacorpo: Ladies, ladies, please calm yourselves. Welcome to my lobby.
Angelica: Where did that voice come from?
Murphy: I'd venture to say it emanated from the very structure surrounding us.
Carla: Alright, what is this building, and more importantly, how did we get here?
Rebecca: If I had to surmise... a library. The peculiarity lies in the fact that our diverse accents suggest we come from different corners of America, deepening the enigma.
Bibliaviva: I am Bibliaviva Magacorpo. While I am, indeed, a library, I prefer the designation 'her' over 'it.' The thirteen of you arrived through the blood awakening of your foremothers, whose flesh and bone laid the foundation for my existence. You are here to master the mystic arts of the Thirteen.
Genevieve: Blood Awakening? Quite ironic, given most of us find ourselves in sleepwear.
Chloe: Flesh, bone, and blood sound icky to me.
Holly: "Double, double toil and trouble."
Grace: All well and good, but as someone who sleeps in the nude, could someone kindly pass me a robe?