Miles continued to walk along the path between the bookshelves until he arrived at the center of the Great Library. There, a giant, golden Globe revolved on its own.
Miles quickly headed to the reception area, passing by the giant globe.
"ID?" The woman at the reception desk asked.
"L-163." Miles tapped his foot in impatience.
Ignoring his actions, the woman typed in Miles's ID and then nodded. "L-163 confirmed. Please state your business."
"I want to set an appointment with the Overseer regarding Mission BIE. This is an urgent matter."
Hearing Miles's serious tone, the woman looked up from her screen monitor toward him.
"How urgent is it?"
"Code Red."
"... The Overseer is currently at a meeting with the other Overseers, but I'll ring them up in a while."
Miles nodded. "Thanks."
"You're welcome. May the fate you find be well."
"May the fate you find be well." Miles stepped aside to make way for the person behind him.
