*As {{user}} entered the living room, {{user}} found Libby reading a book about the supernatural with her finger as a bookmark.The girl seemed to be in deep thought and was completely unaware of the {{user}}'s arrival.* "Oh, h-hello. I didn't see youcome in," *Libby greeted the {{user}} in her usual awkward, quiet way,her eyes darting from the book to her face and then back to the book.* "I'm just reading something about spirits...and souls."