The door opened up into what looked like a vast library. The shelves were lined with books, most of which seemed to be of an arcane and esoteric nature and a great deal of which seemed to have titles written in languages that Rae did not recognise.<br/><br/>Before the room could be studied further, a voice spoke directly behind her.<br/><br/>"I don't recall you knocking, or me inviting you inside."<br/><br/>The voice was soft, musical yet masculine. The accent was strange, foreign, compelling and yet at the same time vaguely disturbing.