She cringed inside knowing that it was too late, the wall of books next to the party began to slowly lean more and more, until a tidal wave of books proceeded to the East. Soon the cramped hallways of time were nothing but piles of scrolls and leather bound stories piling haphazardly in what sounded like a stampede.
Akasha stumbled towards the door coughing and sneezing through the near impenetrable cloud of dust the avalanche of books had caused. As her eyes began to burn and her mouth became dryer than a desert rock she felt the door with her groping hands. Frantically fumbling with the latch she hoped relief was waiting on the other side.
Blackbird McAllister was caught completely off guard by the tumbling stacks of books. He darted forward narrowly missing a cascading wave of pain - began to trip over Benziken - and made a frantic beeline for the door frame.
With a loud crash the aged wood of the door burst open spilling Blackbird and Akasha into a brightly lit room. There they found well ordered shelves lining the walls from floor to ceiling and loaded with still more books.
In the confusion of the moment Benziken dodged the falling book by moving backward. He bumped into Piker Big Coin and they both tumbled backwards and went sprawling on the floor. As Khan McDoo dodged the avalanche of information, he noticed his companions about to be crushed by a falling wall of pages. Grabbing each one by the garment around his neck, Khan McDoo pulled the trio to safety just out of the reach of the books.
The three now found themselves cut off from Akasha and Blackbird by a mountain of books that was once a hallway.
The circular room is lined with well ordered shelves set into the walls. From floor to ceiling the shelves are loaded with still more books. A few tables and benches are in set to one side of the room.
A large fire is burning with intense heat, it's flames almost licking the ceiling. The base of the fire is made up of what you can only assume to be the other tables and benches that once helped balance out the furniture settings.
Two figures in cloaks darker than night are furiously tearing books off shelves, examining them briefly, and tossing them into the fire.
WEST: The passage is blocked by a pile of books spilling in through the door.