Danger!!1!

Things not generally found in libraries:

- teams of men in Serious Overalls
- crumbled mortar covering the floor enough to cause interesting crunching sounds underfoot
- power-drills
- Lots And Lots Of Noise
- very large ladders. (Which, come to think of it, should be found in libraries a hell of a lot more often, so I won't have to go hunting for the extra-tall kickstools while people look at me and laugh.)

I weave around the strangeness and find Colleague, who explains that one of the large strip-lights in the roof fell down the night before. Wires, plaster dust, loud crash, everything. And this, it turns out, is due to a construction fault which means that every fifth row of lights could suddenly plummet to the floor at any moment.

Well.

Due to imminent threat of squishing, students aren't allowed to get books from the Danger Zone themselves. Which seems like good news, until Colleague repeats himself with the stress on 'themselves.'

"...I'm not going to like this, am I?", I say.

"You can collect your red shirt and tricorder from the office," he says.