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... walked along the bookshelves that lined the walls, not paying mind to the titles. It seemed a very prosaic setting, a den of a typical bibliophile, until something caught her eye.
One of the walls of the bookshelf had a slight depression. On a closer look, it turned out to be a dent–a split, like a door.
A secret space?
Eugene’s heart pounded. She snooped around to see if there was a lever or some mechanism to open the door, but found nothing.
Throwing caution to ...
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