[Peter sifts through the bookshelves, looking for history books, town ledgers, old blueprints, anything really that has to do with the town and its inception. But he slams down the last book he pulls out: the 12th freaking book on biology in a row. What kind of useless library is this!?]

He looks up when he hears a table nearby rattle and sees a pale girl clutching her sides in obvious pain]

Uh... Hey, are you alright?