[IC] Out the door we'll dance and sing

As Ernesto slows the gantry's descent, the purple tome abruptly twists itself out of Po's hands and flops to the floor among your feet. It lands spread open, and snaps itself shut to leap from the catwalk into open space ... onto a suspiciously familiar bookstand, from which silver chains dangle. The chains writhe a bit as the book wiggles itself into what it must feel is its proper place.

A pair of large books plummet toward you as Ernesto reverses the platform's descent.You do wonder how you managed to go down, down, down, and end up approaching the purple tome's stand from above.

Two books bounce off Merith's head as she adroitly dodges beneath each of them in turn. She's a bit bruised now.

The purple tome has wiggled itself into a satisfactory position on the stand. It leisurely, almost tauntingly twitches its front cover at the three of you.

Brindell regains control of the tome ... both arms wrapped round it, it squirms and pushes with its covers but at least it doesn't bite!

A ghostly form drifts sideways toward the platform. Its limbs and face are indistinct as it halts at the fading edge of the light from Ernesto's floating gem. "You want ... sign out that tome?" it asks.