The smell of parchment and books fill this space. The heavy stone floor carries the echo of your footsteps in front of you, announcing to everyone of your approach. As you approach the central desk, one of the archivists looks up from behind her desk. "So, which journal do you want to read?" she asks, in a voice that hovers on hostile. "I'll show you where it is, and it is in your best interest to put it back exactly as you found it."