[ If there's one thing Peter's good at, it's taking direction when his neck is on the line.
He runs across the threshold of the double doors into the hallway, and he skids to a stop to get his bearings and take off his mask. The library looks to be at one end of this long hallway; at the other end are another set of double doors, and bisecting the hallway are banisters and a set of stairs leading down. Above the stairs, a large glass window lets in a sickly beam of light. ]
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He runs across the threshold of the double doors into the hallway, and he skids to a stop to get his bearings and take off his mask. The library looks to be at one end of this long hallway; at the other end are another set of double doors, and bisecting the hallway are banisters and a set of stairs leading down. Above the stairs, a large glass window lets in a sickly beam of light. ]
Mills, c'mon. Waitin' on you!