The Slumbering Indices
Scrabbling over the edge of the hole brings you face-to-face with an angry Moolog librarian. To this sobering sight you are roused to your feet. The librarian returns your quizzical expression with an exasperated arm, pointed at the hole in the ground. A librarian is here, waiting impatiently for you to leave. There is a large dusty tome snoozing on a table. There is a book on labyrinths temporarily placed on top of the snoozing tome.