Where Did They Come From?
In the immediate weeks following the incident, Chris adhered to directions. He noted some details. First, the staircases would only appear upward of thirty miles deep in the woods. They came in a variety of shapes, sizes, conditions, and styles. Some were dilapidated beyond use, but others seemed brand new, as if they had been plucked directly from somebody’s home…
The stairs didn’t ascend infinitely. Chris could always make out the top. Once, he saw a set that looked like it had once been inside of a lighthouse: spiraling metal, old-fashioned. Another appeared as though it had been lifted from a turn-of-the-century castle.