The next day arrived with a thick veil of unease for Wei. He woke early, the weight of the previous day's discovery resting heavily on his mind. Every interaction, every glance around campus, seemed to reinforce the strange new world he was navigating. It felt as though the school itself was watching, waiting for him to slip up.
After a brief morning routine, he made his way to the library, where he and the others had agreed to meet. He arrived first, the grand hall silent, the shelves of ancient books looming like silent witnesses. A faint chill settled over him as he walked down the aisles, thinking about the book he and Mei had found the day before, the passage describing the power of artifacts to alter memory and connection.
