iiiii apologize for this
[ The library is one of the few places he actually frequents; books are a good break from the inane chatter on the network, he finds, and easier to set aside than a squawking communicator. He's hoping that he knows the place well enough to find his way around.
He's quickly losing hope that this is something as simple as a power outage. Even where they are, there would be some sense of light.
He can't see a thing.
So he stumbles through the laden aisles, one hand on the shelves and the other held in front of him. He'd have to find someplace to wait sooner or later. And if nothing cleared up by then? Well. ]