His written words disappearing and then reappearing in the book’s answer was unexpected.  But then again what could be expected?  Linwood had learned that anything was possible when it came to matters of the dream.<br/><br/>“Plateau of Leng… Scholarly Dragon?” Linwood mumbled the words trying to make sense of it.  “Stupid riddles” he muttered.  “What will I do on her behalf?” he repeated the book’s question.<br/><br/>“Anything!! I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back!” he told the book.  He felt like an idiot talking to the book when he realized that he needed to write the answer in the book.  Grabbing the crummy hotel pen he scribbled in barely readable handwriting, “Whatever it takes” he wrote in the book.  He waited to see what would happen next.<br/><br/>Linwood needed answers.  Maybe Danny will know something… scratch that.  Maybe Danny will know somebody who would know something.  The thought crossed Linwood’s mind to go into the dream and look for answers, but he was already shot up, he didn’t want to press his luck any further.  Waiting on Danny seemed like the best option, he would dream later.  When he thought about it, he recalled hearing Danny mention a librarian.<br/><br/>He had a book, and a librarian was coming to the seminar… After a few minutes, impatience got the better of him.  Linwood finished dressing himself and stuffed the book into his backpack and left the room in search of Danny, or a librarian.  Thinking the hotel bar would be a good place to start, and to get a drink, Linwood started there.<br/>