Back to work and back to the dungeon, she thought she was done with her basement work for sure. Turns out there was whole other section of the subterranean library that needed some organizing and her boss thought she was just perfect for the job.
Though she didn't mind working with books, and ones so unique and old as the ones she was handling now, but it was awfully chilly in the basement, the books awful dusty, her nose running too much, her eyes itchy and watery after each sneezing fit and well-
No windows to indicate what time it was and how long she'd been down there.
She had gone to check, and was crestfallen to find out only half an hour had passed! With a grim look, she returned back into the cellar, and sighed infront of the endless wall of books.
"Guess it's time to get back to work..." she muttered. Organizing took a lot of work-
and she was only on the letter C.