
Anna had been told that this place was the island of Manta Carlos on Earth, but definitely not her Earth. This place was like from the future, and everyone was suspiciously helpful. Anna didn't trust anything these people said, she didn't trust anyone. For all she knew these people were planning to take over this world, were secretly conducting experiments or doing something else generically evil. Maybe they had captured everyone else and Anna was in fact a prisoner too. Maybe these people had taken away Anna's magic.
All in all Anna had no idea what this place in truth was, or why her spell had gone so badly wrong as to launch her in a completely wrong dimension. Or the right dimension. Again, Anna didn't know. And Anna didn't like not knowing things. And where should she go to find stuff out? The library, of course. Though Anna doubted she'd actually find anything helpful in there. All the books were probably hogwash.
The libraries at least almost all looked the same, and this one was no exception. A bunch of books neatly in shelves, tables to read on, a counter for borrowing books. The basic set. But still Anna kept a suspecting eye on everything and everyone as she walked between the shelves, looking for books on magic. What Anna needed to do first and foremost was fix her magic. She felt naked without it, and releasing her magic was hard in this state and Anna could slowly feel her magic building up to dangerous levels.
Anna picked up a book "When Magic Malfunctions", and began skimming through it, frowning at the contents. They seemed legit, but she didn't let herself believe it completely. "Trust no one" was her mantra now.
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