The library is actually a converted bedroom in the back of the shack, crammed to overflowing with bookshelves. In the center of the room is one simple table with an unstable-looking chair set to one side. The dust floating about the room glints in the shaft of sunlight let in through the small window on the back wall. Feeling somewhat warmer than you did before, you begin to look over the dusty volumes:

Pain and Glory - A volume of the Founder's Poetry.

The Ivory Rule - The Founder's Code.

A portal lies here that leads back to the front