Picking a Bead

The white line had taken him into the stairway and he continuously climbed the stairs in two's. He hopped up the stairs and turned around the bend. He could see the white line was still going up the stairs. He passed the fifth floor in matter of a minute. The shadows grew thicker as Lee Seng continued upwards. 

He watched as the shadows began to follow him. They projected themselves as floating beings that didn't cascade against a wall. Lee Seng flew through the shadows without thinking. He continued to follow the white line upwards. It continued to snake further and further up until he found himself at the top. 

Lee Seng let out heavy breaths as he fanned himself with his hand. He glanced at the glass siding. He was a far way from the ground. The uncomfortable feeling of being too way up, made Lee Seng move father away from the window. His heart continued to thump as he forced his eyes to look up at the last flight of stairs leading to the top.