The glow from Jack's staff is enough to light the ground in front of them as he holds it low, Mary trotting along just ahead of his own bare feet. This library seems to have gone on forever without any sign of other people...at least, until he catches sight of a little golden glow ahead and hears soft voices.

"Think they'll see us?" he murmurs.

"Only one way to find out," the fox replies.

Jack nods, and brightens his glow. "Hello?" he calls.