As my consciousness slowly seeped back into my mind, I found myself in a state of disorientation.
The pain that once throbbed in my head from the impact was now conspicuously absent.
Blinking away the haze, I struggled to make sense of my surroundings. The museum remained frozen in time, its silent halls stretching out in eerie stillness.
But something was amiss—the ancient book that had been floating before I lost consciousness was nowhere to be found.
Confusion clouded my thoughts as I tried to piece together what had happened to it.
"Are you awake now?"
Suddenly, a voice pierced through the silence, coming from the right side of me.
My heart skipped a beat as I turned to see an old figure adorned in torn robes—a skeleton. Shock coursed through me as I gazed upon the mysterious being, its intentions unknown.
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