"You won't believe what happened on the staircase."

Silence took them down step by step. The echoes weren't real.

"+Nathan, it's endless, isn't it?" She barely touched the railing.

Nathan paused, "Wasn't the foundation...', but it was solid underfoot, calming.

"It's like walking inside," whispered a voice from nowhere.

The shadows danced where there shouldn’t be light.

Feeling compelled, Clara said, "There's something that's not quite right."

They were already halfway to tomorrow, slipping away in fragments.