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…