Aria put a hand to her forehead, letting out the breath she had subconsciously taken in and standing up. She rubbed her face and took a deep breath and began walking away from the dark end of the corridor. As Aria passed over the thresh hold she had an epiphany. She stopped dead in her tracks, jaw ajar, hands by her side. Aria covered her mouth as she realized what was going to happen. Was she sure? No, of course not, but she could sure as hell find evidence. "The library." She said turning towards the direction of the conference room.<br/><br/>Aria trotted down the hall a little ways. Right as she was in front of the conference room, she hooked a left into the library. The conference doors were wide open. Aria slowed to a walk and stepped down a series of stairs. She stood in the middle of the large library, directly underneath the large vaulted, stain glass ceilings. Around her were rows and rows and rows of book shelves, which held thousands and thousands of books, which contained billions and billions of words. Information..... Information on her father.. And his plan... And the Organization. It was like a huge puzzle.<br/><br/>Aria glanced around, "where to begin." She whispered to herself. She hadn't realized she was holding the keys a little to tight, but it was not the keys that cut her, it was the small, but sharp, knife upon the key chain that did. It was quite deep for such a small knife. The red blood dripped off her finger tips and onto the floor. The old librarian ran at her yelling "Get out of my library! You'll ruin the floors!" The lady waddled to her. Aria scoffed and mumbled profanities under her breath. Then tuned and walked out holding her hand out. The woman had yelled so loud that anyone with in a 3 or 4 room range could hear. 'I'm screwed' Aria thought.<br/><br/>Aria Walked out into the hallway stopping right outside the library door, "Damnit." She said aloud.