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Abegail quickly handed Walter the gun. "Feels safer in your hands than mine." Quickly slipping on her shoes and grabbing her briefcase she followed Walter onto the street. Abegail wished they had at least grabbed coffee beore they had headed out but the excitement at the possible information they might find quickly overcame the wish.

Like Walter, Abegail was watching every shadow, double checking every corner and eyeing everyone they passed. The feeling of wariness was not something Abegail liked but she disliked being surprised even more. As they walked, the peace and calm of the little town caused Abegail's stride to become more relaxed and she found herself smiling at the bright day and cheerful people.

Abegail longed to quiz Walter about the papyrus but she knew there would be time once they were in the library. As they entered the doors, the quiet of the building stifled the noise of the town behind them. The building was beautiful. Rows and rows of shelves full of books were laid out in front of them. Both Walter and Abegail held their breath as they knew that before them could be the very thing to help them figure out what the true nature of the stone and legend was.

Abegail began making a mental list of the types of books she wished to look at, "Stories about Lucifer, his coming to rule, legends surrounding his presence amoung men, sotries about his kingdom and his throne, grail legends that contain stones, stories and myths about people encountering a black stone, mentions of the stone in germanic/austrian history, geology books that might might help with recognition and identification should they come upon various black stones...." Abegail hoped the answer to what they were looking for, it's location, history and nature of it was somehow quietly sitting in one of these books.

Abegail approached the desk with Walter, praying the person in charge spoke a decent amount of english and that there would be volumes here in english or at least one of the languages she could read.