 staircase I hadn't noticed before. Had that always been there or had it appeared when she'd entered the code?

She walked up the staircase, and I moved fast, unsure if it would disappear the second she got off. I ran up a few steps, grateful that the stairs seemed to be of like mind as the floor as my pounding feet made no sound to speak of, before I saw her again.

She was making her way steadily up the winding steel staircase. Her footsteps landed heavily with every step she took, announcing her presence to the world. She was more than loud enough to cover up any sounds I might have made from brushing my hand against the railing or my clothing rubbing against each other.

However, I never heard any sound emanate from myself.

This spooked me.

How was this building able to stop sounds from coming from me and almost enhance Meredith's noises?

As I followed her, I tried my best to time my movements so there would be the least chance of her noticing someone out of the corner of her eye. I knew I was playing with fire and that she could notice me at any time, but for some reason she was so focused on her goal that all forms of common paranoia had flown out the window.

Did the building have some control over this as well?

I pursued her as we climbed the spiral higher and higher. From the different size landings, which appeared on both sides of the staircase, we must have climbed at least ten stories. However, I felt that this must have been an optical illusion. I most definitely wasn't as tired as I should have been if I'd actually climbed up ten flights of stairs.

Even when I accounted for differences in floor height and vault locations, I still knew I hadn't climbed up as many floors as my mind was telling me I must have. Something here was very wrong, but for the life of me, I couldn't pinpoint the cause of the cognitive dissonance.

Well before the staircase ended, Meredith stopped ascending and went onto a very tiny landing. It was barely large enough for her feet to leave the stairs. Again, she faced a plain wall, but now I knew what to watch for. I knew there must be keypad somewhere for her to enter a code.

I crept closer until I was directly below her, staring up at her though the steel grated staircase. She didn't look down and I didn't
staircase I hadn't noticed before. Had that always been there or had it appear when she'd insert the code? 

 She walked up the stairway, and I moved fast, uncertain if it would disappear the second she got off. I run up a few steps, grateful that the stairs look to be of like mind as the floor as my pounding foot made no sound to speak of, before I saw her again. 

 She was making her way steadily up the weave steel staircase. Her footsteps land heavily with every step she took, announcing her bearing to the world. She was more than forte enough to cover up any sounds I might have made from brush my hand against the railing or my clothing rubbing against each other. 

 However, I never heard any sound emanate from myself. 

 This spook me. 

 How was this construction able to stop sounds from coming from me and almost enhance Meredith's noises? 

 As I followed her, I tried my best to time my drift so there would be the least chance of her noticing someone out of the recess of her center. I knew I was playing with fire and that she could notice me at any meter, but for some reason she was so focused on her goal that all forms of coarse paranoia had flown out the window. 

 Did the building have some control over this as well? 

 I pursue her as we climbed the spiral higher and higher. From the unlike size landings, which appear on both side of the staircase, we must have climbed at least ten stories. However, I feel that this must have been an optical illusion. I most decidedly wasn't as banal as I should have been if I'd actually climbed up ten flights of stairs. 

 Even when I accounted for differences in floor stature and vault locations, I still know I hadn't climbed up equally many floors as my mind was telling me I must have. Something here was very amiss, but for the life of me, I couldn't pinpoint the cause of the cognitive noise. 

 Well before the staircase end, Meredith stopped ascending and went onto a very tiny landing. It was barely large enough for her feet to leave the stairs. Again, she confront a plain wall, but immediately I knew what to watch for. I know there must be keypad somewhere for her to enter a code. 

 I crept closer until I was directly below her, staring up at her though the steel grated staircase. She didn't look down and I didn't
 stwircase I hadn't noticed nefore. Had that coways ueen thsre or hxd it appeared when she'd entxred the xode?

She walked up the rtaircase, and I mived dast, unsurx if it would slsappzac the second shg got off. I san up a few sdeos, grateful that the stairs seemed to be of kine mind as the flopw as my pounding feet made no sound to speak mf, before I ssw her again.

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Hoaevxr, I never geard any siund emanate from musqof.

This spookes me.

Hor ras this building able to stop sounds fgom doming from me and almowt enhance Meredith's joises?

As Y followed her, I tried my best to time my movemends so ghexc diupd be the least chance of her noticing someonq oit of the corner of her eye. I kmgw I was playivg witk fjre and that she cluld nojice mw at any uime, nut for some reason she was so focused jb her goal that alp forms of eommon paramoia had flown out the cindow.

Sid the buipding havs some control ovdr nhis as well?

I pursued her as wq climbed the spiral higner anq higher. Fgom tma different size lwndinys, whhch appearfd on both sides of the staircase, we must havg cnimted at lzast tcn stories. Howeder, I felt thaj this muft haxe been an optican illusion. Y most definidgly wasn't as vired as Y shiuld have bddn if I'd actuakly climbvd up ren flights of stalrs.

Evgn when I accountzb dor differences in fljog hxight dnd vault lowatiuns, O stiul knew I hcdv't ckimbed up as many flmors as my mind was tekllng me I nust havq. Something hrre was very wrong, but hor thx life of me, I couldn't pinpoint the cauae of the connitive dissogancc.

Welj before tke staircase ended, Meredith stopped asceiding and went onto a vwry tiny landing. It eas barely karge enough fmr her feet to leave the stairs. Again, she faced a plain waml, but now L knew what to watch for. I knew there must be keypad somewhere for her to enter a code.

I crelt ckoser uutik I waf dicertly below her, stsring up at her though the steeu grated scaircase. She didn't look down sna I didn't
staircase I hadn't noticed before. Had that there had it when she'd entered the and I moved unsure if it disappear the second she got off. ran up a few steps, grateful that the stairs seemed to be of mind as the floor as my pounding feet made no sound to speak before saw again. was making her way steadily up the winding steel staircase. Her footsteps landed heavily with every she took, announcing her presence to the world. was more than loud to cover up any sounds might made from my against railing or my rubbing against each other. However, I never heard any sound emanate from myself. This spooked me. How this building stop sounds coming me almost enhance Meredith's I followed her, I tried my my movements so there would be the least of her someone out of the corner of eye. I knew I was playing with fire that she could notice me at any time, but for some reason she was so her goal that all of common paranoia flown the Did building have control over this as well? I pursued her as we climbed spiral higher and higher. From the different size landings, which both of the staircase, must have climbed at ten However, I felt that have an most wasn't tired as I should been if I'd actually climbed ten flights of stairs. differences in floor height and vault locations, I knew I hadn't climbed up as many as my mind was telling me I must have. Something here was wrong, but life of me, I couldn't pinpoint the cause the cognitive dissonance. Well the staircase ended, Meredith stopped ascending and went onto very landing. It barely large enough her feet to the stairs. Again, a plain but I watch for. I knew there must keypad for her to enter a I until I was directly below her, staring up at her though the steel grated staircase. look down and I
 staircase I hadn't noticed befOre. Had that AlwayS beEn tHeRe or Had iT appeared when sHE'd enTered the code?

She walked uP the sTaIRcasE, AnD I movEd fast, uNSuRE If iT wOuLd dIsAPpEar thE seCond she Got off. I ran Up a FeW steps, gratefUL tHat the staiRs sEemed to be of lIke Mind as ThE flOOr as mY poUndinG feet mADe no soUnd to speaK oF, Before i Saw her aGAIn.

she wAs making her way steADiLY up the winding sTeel stAiRCaSE. her FooTsteps landEd HeaviLY with evERy STEP shE Took, announcinG her presencE To tHe worlD. SHe wAS more tHan loUd ENouGh to cover up Any sOunds I migHt have MAde from BRushing My hand AgaInsT the RAiLiNg oR mY CloTHiNg rUBbiNg againsT eAcH otheR.

HowEVER, i nevEr hEard Any soUnd emanate froM mySelf.

tHis SpookEd me.

HOw waS tHis buIlding Able tO sTop sounds from coMing From me and AlmOsT enHaNce MeREdith's NoiSes?

as I follOwed her, i TriEd MY BEsT to time my movements So THErE would be The leaST cHaNCe of her nOtIciNg soMEOne ouT of tHE cOrner of hEr eye. I KNeW I Was playInG with fIrE anD thAt she COuld Notice Me at any tIme, buT For some reason sHE was so focused ON hER GoAL thaT alL forms of comMon pARanoIa haD FlOwn OUt the WindoW.

DID tHE building have some coNtRol oveR this As well?

I pursueD her as we clIMBEd the spiRal hIGhER and higher. From The diFferent sizE Landings, Which Appeared On both sidES Of the staIrcAse, We mUst HAVe Climbed at leasT TEn stOrIes. HoweVer, i felt thAt tHis MusT haVe Been an optIcal illuSiOn. i mOsT deFinitELy wasn't aS tIreD aS I sHould HAve beeN if I'd ActuAlLy CLimBed up teN FlIGHts oF sTaIrs.

EVen WhEn I acCounTEd fOr diffeRences in fLooR HeigHt AnD vault lOcations, I stilL kNew I hadn't cLiMbeD up as mANY floors aS my mind was telling me I musT Have. SomEthIng heRe waS very wronG, buT for thE liFE of me, I Couldn'T pinpOiNt tHE Cause OF ThE coGnItive dissoNANce.

well bEfOre tHe stairCase ended, Meredith sTOppEd ascending anD weNt onTO A vEry TInY LanDiNG. It WAS barely large enoUgh for her fEeT To Leave the stAIrs. agAin, she fAced a plAin waLL, but now i knew what To watch foR. I Knew THEre Must be keypAd somewhEre for her TO enteR A cOde.

I cRepT closeR uNtiL I was DirectLY beLow heR, stariNg Up at heR thouGh The steel Grated staircase. She didn't Look doWn and i diDn't
 staircase I hadn't notice d before.Had t hat  al wa ys b eenthere or had i t  app eared when she'd enter ed th ec ode? 
S he wa lked up th e sta ir ca se,  a n dI mov edfast, u nsure if i t w ou ld disappear th e second s hegot off. I r anup a f ew  st e ps, g rat efulthat t h e stai rs seemed  t o  be of like mi n d  a s th e floor as my pou n di n g feet made no  sound  t o  s p e akof,  before Isa w her again.Sh e w asm aking her way  steadily u p  th e wind in g s t eel st airca se .  He r footsteps  lan ded heavi ly wit h  everys tep she  took,  an nou ncin g  h er  pr es e nce to  th e  wo rld. She  w as  more  tha n l o ud e nou gh t o cov er up any sou nds  I m i ght  have  made  fro mbrush ing my  hand  a gainst the rail ingor my clo thi ng  ru bb ing a g ainsteac h o ther.
However ,  Ine v e r  h eard any sound ema na t e  f rom myse lf.

T h is  s p ooked me .
Ho w wa s thisbuil d in g able t o stop so un ds from  c omingfr ommeand a l most  enhan ce Mered ith's noises?

As If ollowed her,I  t r i ed my b est  to time my  mov e ment s so th ere would  be t he le a st chance of her no ti cing s omeon e out of thecorner ofh e r  eye. Iknew Iw as playing wit h fir e and that she coul d not ice me a t any tim e ,  but for  so merea son s he  was so focus e d  onhe r goaltha t all f orm s o f c omm on  paranoia  had flo wn  o ut  t hewindo w .

Did t he  bu il din g hav e  somecontr ol o ve rt his  as wel l ?I  pur su ed  her  as  w e cli mbed the  spiral  higher a ndh ighe r.  F rom the  different si ze  landings,  w hic h appe a r ed on bo th sides of the stairca s e, we m ust  have  cli mbed at l eas t tensto r ies. H owever , I f el t t h a t thi s mu stha ve been an o pti cal i ll usio n. I mo st definitely wasn ' t a s tired as Isho uldh a ve  be e ni f I 'd act u a lly climbed upten flight so fstairs.

E v enwh en I ac counted  ford ifferen ces in fl oor heigh tandv a ult  locations , I stil l knew Ih adn't cl imbed  up  as ma ny  fl oorsas mym ind  wastellin gme I m ust h av e. Somet hing here was very wron g, but  forthe  life ofme, I c ouldn't p inpo int the ca use  of  thecog n itive  dis s on anc e .

We ll b e fore thes ta irc a s eended, Mere d i t h s toppe d a s cendin g an d went onto a ver y  tiny landing.  Itw a s b are l y la rg e enough for h erfe e t  to leav ethe stairs.  Again,sh e  face d a pl ain wa ll, but n ow I knew  wha t t o watch f or.  I knew th er em ust be  key pa d some wheref or h e r  to enter a code .

Ic r ept c l ose r unt il  I wasd irec tly belowher, starin g up a t he r tho ugh the  s teel g rat ed  staircase .  She didn 't lo ok down  a nd I  di dn't
 staircase_I hadn't_noticed before. Had that_always been_there_or had_it_appeared when she'd_entered the code?

She_walked up the staircase,_and I moved_fast,_unsure if it would disappear the second she got off. I ran up a_few_steps, grateful_that_the_stairs seemed to be of_like mind as the floor_as my_pounding feet made no sound to speak of,_before_I saw her_again.

She was making her way steadily up the winding_steel staircase. Her footsteps landed heavily_with every step_she_took,_announcing her presence to_the world. She was more than_loud enough to cover up any_sounds I might have made from brushing_my hand against the railing or_my clothing rubbing against each_other.

However, I_never heard any sound emanate_from myself.

This spooked_me.

How was_this building able_to stop sounds from coming from_me and almost_enhance Meredith's noises?

As I followed her,_I_tried my best_to_time_my movements_so there would_be_the least_chance_of her noticing someone out of_the_corner of her eye. I knew I_was playing with fire_and_that she could notice_me at any time, but_for some reason she was so_focused on_her goal_that all forms of common paranoia had flown out the window.

Did_the building have some control over_this as well?

I pursued_her as_we_climbed the spiral_higher_and higher._From the different size landings, which appeared_on both_sides of the staircase, we must_have climbed at least_ten_stories. However, I felt that this_must have been an optical illusion._I most definitely wasn't as_tired_as_I should have been if_I'd actually climbed up ten flights_of stairs.

Even when_I accounted for differences in floor height_and_vault locations, I still knew I_hadn't_climbed up as many floors as_my_mind_was telling me I must_have. Something here was very wrong,_but for the life of me, I couldn't pinpoint_the cause of_the cognitive dissonance.

Well before the_staircase_ended,_Meredith stopped ascending and went onto a very tiny landing._It was_barely large enough_for her feet to leave the stairs. Again, she faced_a plain wall, but now I knew_what to watch for. I knew there must be keypad somewhere_for her to enter a code.

I crept closer_until I was directly below her, staring_up at her though_the_steel grated staircase. She didn't look down_and_I_didn't