I'm in a library - though not one I recognise.

It's a nice place. It feels very comfortable in here, and I see that there are all sorts of displays hung up about the room. At first I think they are written in Portuguese (a language I'm learning at the moment), but it seems they're in a Middle Eastern language. One of them has something to do with Iran.

Then I find another area. There's a book there whose title I clearly make out:

"The LIon Who Ate the World"

I'm climbing a ladder in the library, reaching for the book. I keep my eyes on the title, as a pretty and somehow intriguing young woman walks through the aisle behind me.