Elizabeth, that was it. It was a woman named Elizabeth who wanted to memorialize her husband. If they loved the library, I suppose it was a fitting gift.

I had just finished readiing it when I heard a voice behind me. It was a very familiar voice, one that I had been trying to avoid. "Don't you think you're a bit lost?"

I didn't say anything. I wasn't sure what I could do. I was alone in the courtyard, except for me and him. I was supposed to have met him at the symphony. Maybe if I had, everythign would have gone differently, but now I remember. I remember how before I could do anything else, the world went dark and then... well now I'm here. And maybe now that I can remember, I can move on to... whatever comes next.