Reecie tries to shake the voices out of her head. Were they even real? Something bad happened..  The dank smell of death, the cell..  "Where am I?"   "What is going on?".  She quickly puts these questions out of her mind for a moment, to concentrate on the here~and~now. Someone was coming. She glanced again at the items on the table, again wondering why the voices think she can only choose one item.  Noting that no one said a word about the key, her instinct said to snatch it up. But common sense trumped instinct as she heard the footsteps grow near. Whispering to the voices, "The book-  I'll take the book." as she reaches for the arcane tomb.