In the morning, he discovers the library. After a fitful sleep, he rose at around five, and wandered the house. It’s bigger than it feels it really should be. He wonders where in reality this is, exactly. It sets an itch tugging underneath his skin, the reminder that there is likely only one exit to the house, and it is the front door. But he’s choosing to trust Elias. He has to. For his own sake.