Omori Stairs Novels & Stories

— Upstairs, now, he announces, heading towards a staircase. The staircase is a sculpture: a flight of tempered glass steps, seeming to float in the air, with no visible railing, only a thin strip of chromed steel winding at hip height. Each step is an act of faith. I place my foot; the glass is perfectly transparent; I see the marble of the hall, far below. A dizziness seizes me, not from the height, but from the fragility. Everything here is designed to impress, yes, but also to remind one of precariousness. A misstep. A crack. He climbs ahead of me, confident. I cling to the cold of the steel strip.

I gathered up courage and peeped through it looked like they were scolding him. This was the chance. They were too busy in themselves so I thought about sneaking out in their presence. I started dragging myself toward the door. Please don't get caught.. Wow* Is this a house? Luckily I came out of the room and I was amazed by this house's interior. Huge Chandeliers were hanging down from the ceiling. The thing I was not able to digest was the tall statue. Someone had definitely given it all on them. It was so detailed. But what freaked me out was the stairs. It wasn't one like the normal two storey house. There were six stairs which you could go down. Six stairs, Damm this was so huge. I had

Maybe one day I'll be able to use it. "Thank you? My name is Ocean, but you know that already." Slowly, I enter the house; my eyes widen at the sight of the exquisite interior. There's no hallway leading to other rooms like I've seen in all the places I once visited. Instead, tall columns and a vast staircase take up enough space to fill a decently sized room. At the bottom of the stairs are doors leading to God knows where. I expected a dark-themed place, so the cream-coloured walls make me feel a little confused. Octavius grabs my hand and leads me up the stairs until we stop at the first door on the right.

Orion squeezed my hand and reached into his pocket, grabbing his cell phone to turn on the flashlight function. As soon as we took the first step down the stone stairs, the air changed; it became damp and denser. Even as we tried to soften our steps, there was still the quiet thump of our feet echoing down the stairs. The staircase walls were large stones placed in almost a mosaic print. If I hadn’t come from Luna Emma’s study, I would have thought that we were in a different place.

She took me to look in there, with her. I lifted my head, I couldn't believe this crazy thing. "Yeah, you're right." I look at Mizu, and I smile at her, because her idea has worked. "Why is there a ladder here?" "Because the stairs are to reach the water tank on the rooftop. More specifically, on the 6th floor." Mizu said, explaining. "I didn't imagine there was a staircase behind this stage." said Adnan behind us. "I saw that too when I walked in here." I added.

Shima just followed Kei's steps from behind. Kei opened the room door slowly and carefully he watched around the corridor space. When convinced no one was on the sixth floor, they both left the room and continued on to the stairs to go down to the ground floor but while they were on the first floor. Kei saw that the creature was a tiger climbing the stairs, so Kei pulled Shima up to the seventh floor.

"Do not tell me you're the legendary…" "Was, now, I'm yours." "All you need to do is follow the stairs." "The stairs…" "Yes." "But, I can't see them." "Think about them." The stairs started appearing. Leading into all direction, some of them were up while some of them were upside down. VII

It took them twenty minutes to climb the stairs. It was a grueling, silent battle. Step. Drag. Grunt. Rest. Elion took most of Cale’s weight, his arm wrapped tight around Cale’s waist. Cale focused on the stairs, counting them to distract himself from the agony in his tibia. Twelve steps per flight. Four flights. Forty-eight variables. By the time they reached the fourth floor, Cale was sweating through his shirt, and Elion was gasping for air. "Last one," Elion wheezed. "Door 4B."

She whispers before running towards the dowager. I follow them silently in the grand corridors, keeping a respectful distance and observing with wide eyes. The castle of Orizon is a labyrinth of halls and chambers, each more impressive then the last. We pass through a grand hall with a soaring ceiling and chandeliers that drips with crystal. Eventually, we make it to a broad staircase with balustrades that are carved with the shapes of mythical creatures. The dowager ascends with a poise of someone who has done so countless times, and I follow, careful to maintain composure despite being nervous.

The stairs are widespread and are made of pure wood with an Iron railing on either side. Iris noticed Thomas and what shocked her is the presence of Mina's maid. "What is she doing here?" Diandra voiced out what Iris was thinking.