You walk curiously over to the window, and split the blinds with your fingers.  The room 
on the other side is not well lit, but you can vaguely make out the shape of a bed, only this 
one has straps or buckels hanging from the sides.  It is sitting right smack in the center of 
the room, all by itself.  Looks like that's where they keep the psychos locked up, you think.
     You turn back to the library.

Do you...
 search the desk
 open the door





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