Creaky Wooden Steps All the Way To the Third Floor
“Inside are more stairs, worn and wooden. They creak underfoot and smell of a hundred years of sweeping and waxing. Halfway up I stop and listen. There’s no sound at all. .. Chris whispers, "Why are we here?" .. I just shake my head. I hear a car go by outside. .. Chris whispers, "I don’t like it here. It’s scary in here." .. "Go outside then," I say. .. "You come too." .. "Later“
Montana Hall, Montana State University, Bozeman MT
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