The Stairs on Campus




 

On campus, not too far from my office, there is this set of stairs:

 

 

There’s really nothing special about them. Just stairs. While I don’t walk past them every day, I’ve walked past them enough times. And there’s really nothing special about them. I even used them a few times to go down to the first floor (this is the third by the way), the experience was quite uneventful; I walked down, and ended up on the first floor end of story.

 

Except…

 

Except that a few days ago I did something I usually never do when I walk past them, usually in order to go through that orange door, I looked up towards the fourth floor…

 

And then…

 

This:

 

 

I’m still a bit speechless about this.

But I’m starting to form a theory… It involves either magic or passages to other dimensions…

 

 


About David Billa

David was born and raised in the French South West. After a few years in the US and a few more in Paris, he finally settled down in Japan. He blogs here about his various experiences and travels, with an emphasis on his home country, France.

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