Helena is getting used to the wooden floor on which she is currently standing, although the sound of knocking can be heard from every step of Helena's heels.
"How do I start? Ah.., this place takes more than a day for me to explore everything," she said while thinking.
"But… why is this place so quiet? Doesn't anyone come to this library? It's a shame, but it's the perfect place to fill my brain with so many things," Helena said, and she continued walking towards the front row of shelves.
When Helena had just arrived at the shelf, there was a long staircase at the end of the path. The ladder with a triangular shape looks sturdy because the ladder does not lean on anything.
"Why are there stairs?"
"Who is there?" a man's voice was heard, but Helena had not found who was talking to her at that time.
"Who is there?" Helena reversed the question.
"Hey… I'm here." The voice called again, and it came from the shelf next to Helena.