A woman I had taken a class with previously sees me and assumes I'm in her current class. I explain that I'm working at the library but I feel rather lessened. She starts in with her question and I find I'm astonished by her homework. The class is on a dead language written in what looks like lace patterns. The twists and folds of ribbon making the statement.
"No I'm working at the library"
Wandering around I see a guard and 3 people pushing in a door. It's full of sound equipment but looks like it's being used as an office because of an overflowing desk. The people are turning on the music. I'm appalled but they assure me they are dishwashers. There isn't music playing in the library itself and, while I want to turn everything off including the light and lock the door so everything is shut down, I don't want them to come back angry. I discover more rooms. I'm anticipating closing and want to prepare by locking down as much as I can. Several little bedrooms. I'm tired and decide to nap waking up later with a start I wander out into a street where all the houses look the same. After a turn I realize I don't recognize where I am and that the neighborhood doesn't seem safe. I retrace my steps returning to the 3 little bedrooms. Out a window I notice a very skinny man with several missing teeth. There was an earlier part about a coworker doing heroin and I recognize this man as homeless and a drug addict. He's followed by a chubby unattractive older woman. I fear that they live in the library since there are so many unprotected rooms. Someone whispers that the woman seduced the thin man into the life.