Haly is a Libyrarian, dedicated to the preservation of the future world's dwindling stock of books which is constantly under threat by the Eradicants, a sect who believe that words should be free (cue, horror of horror, book burnings, oh noes!). She also has a secret: the books talk to her. I'm glad my books don't talk to me, they would say things like "Dust me, please," and "Can you stop that damn cat eating our corners?" Anyway: decent concept, dull execution; the title ('Libyrinth' - 'cos it's a maze, geddit?) is probably the best thing about it. The books Haly hears are a strangely random bunch, too, ranging from the only-too-predictable (no dystopian future would be complete without comparisons with 'Diary of a Young Girl') to the plain old 'whuh? ('Glenn's Complete Bicycle Manual').