The stars clear and Mina is standing in an octagonal plaza paved in black and white in an oddly familiar pattern. Stairs rise around the edges. "Where are we?" she asks. "Is this your house?" Jakin is also gaping. "This is the Great Library," Inric says, moving away rather stiffly. "Wait here." He goes to one of the doors and opens it to pick up something from shelving inside. Coming back, he holds out something very similar to the "bridge-maker" he had asked Mina about back in the museum. "You have to get back to your house as soon as possible," he says. "The patrollers will come looking for you."