What had looked like a door swings open to reveal a hidden bookshelf.

Isn't...Isn't it usually the other way around?

Instead of books it just has a frankly unsettling amount of copies of a magazine bearing JR's NotFace.

"113 ways to get lost forever!"

It helpfully offers.

"If someone else read one of those books, I WONDER what they'd see???"
,another one cackles.

"It sure would be upsetting if some unknown set of people could SOMEHOW read exactly what you are experiencing in the current moment at all times :) :) :) " JR's printed words exclaim.

You hate everything about this.