Omori Stairs Novels & Stories

The kind of stairs meant to make an entrance, to be seen ascending like royalty. Carmina stopped at the bottom step. "The steps," she said flatly. She pointed with her cane to a metal bucket sitting on the floor, filled with soapy water that had gone cold and gray. Beside it was a small stiff-bristled brush, the kind used for scrubbing grout. "They are stained. Mud. Dirt. The filth men track in." Her mouth twisted. "Clean them." I looked up at the staircase. There had to be at least forty steps, maybe more, winding up and around to the landing above.

This is a sizable garden. I was puzzled, "What's up with the middle of this garden?" At the center, I could see the stairs. I'm not sure why there is a staircase there. Zamiel remained silent. As he approached the steps I'm referring about, a door at the top unexpectedly appeared when he stepped on his right foot. I jumped up and down and asked Zamiel, "Can I unlock the door?" He only gave a simple head nod in agreement as a response. I proceed up the steps. As soon as I turn the doorknob, the ground begins to tremble, shocking me.

Both Rex and Lacey jolted from surprise at Markus’s booming voice, looking up the staircase, it looked to be at least 500 metres of stairs to the clouds, but only a few seconds has passed since Markus had left, this is odd, he was able to climb that many stairs in the space of a few seconds, something was fishy. Looking at the stairs closely, Rex thought he could see something strange around the edges of the staircase, almost like the outline of what he was seeing was a tiny bit distorted, “Hey Lacey, can you see the edges of that opening heading up? It’s like it’s a tiny bit jagged.” Tilting her head sideways and focusing on what Rex was pointing to, after a few seconds Lacey replied with a

"They’ve sabotaged the system!" "Emergency stairs," Siron commanded, heading for the door in the corner. Siron’s mother followed close behind, her breath coming in shallow gasps. "Siron, listen to me. About Luna" "Tell me later, Mom!" Siron cut her off, shoving the steel stairwell door open. Inside the stairwell, it was pitch black. Only the red emergency lights provided a minimal, eerie glow. The sound of their footsteps echoed in the cramped space. From above came a rustling sound, like many feet descending the stairs.

Dad said audibly smiling and mum too was beaming so brightly, Dad released some suspense, Before he speak on "SYLVIA OCAMPO!" Dad called out with a loud voice extending his hand towards the stair case and everyone's gaze drifted to the stair case which was decorated to look it's best, flowers were brushing around the stair case and some couple of tulles were used to decorate the banister which closer the stairs up, the end of the tulle was wrapped over the stairway railing so it drapes near the end up the railing leaving a little too to spare which was wrapped around the banister.

"All right, let's go then. Rozi and I will take the lead. Cian and Padraig, stay at the back. Keep close and stay aware of your surroundings. Inform any of us if you notice anything strange." "Yes, sir!" The group headed up the stairs. The stairs were created many years ago and proved to be a danger in itself. There were parts of the stairs unsupported by the mountain, making it easy for one to slip and fall over. On top of that, the stairs were narrow, barely able to handle two people walking side-by-side. Rozi said, "You can glimpse your future when we reach the lake, but you'll only be able to see it once. You need to prepare yourself. You may not like what you see."

Alsie POV- I walked up the four porch stairs and opened the wood door with the wrought iron fixtures and entered the foyer. The cabin is a two-story cabin with a floating wood staircase that leads up to the second level. I turned and started to go up the stairs first. “Um, no ma’am. You will tour your new home in the proper manner.” Osiris said as he guided me to the kitchen and dining area. “Bossy much?” I asked as I laughed.

I need distractions from it. The structure of this building is round so the stairs were designed as spirals that were attached directly to the wall. In the middle, I can see the loop of stairs that I had already walked past, even the lowermost part of this building is visible from where I am now. In one wrong step, you might fall down to the ground with crushed bones and scattered brain matter. I lifted the torch that was in my hand to give light on my way because this part of the building has no windows in it and had no sunlight for natural lighting.

"How do you know he took the stairs?" "Because Delia, his assistant, is a lovely girl, very chatty once you give her a compliment about her shoes, mentioned it in passing when I ran into her at the coffee station this morning." Imara picked her fork back up. "He took the stairs both days. A man who runs a fourteen billion dollar company and has an office on the fourteenth floor is walking down fourteen flights of stairs twice a day. That is not fitness. That is avoidance." "Or he likes stairs."

He led me inside. The interior was modern but cozy. Cream walls with tasteful wooden accents, a living room that was spacious but not overwhelming, a staircase leading up—but when Orrin pressed a button, I realized there was also an elevator tucked neatly by the wall. “We won't want Elias using the stairs, especially since he's started crawling,” he explained casually, pressing the panel. “Or if… you know… we end up with more kids running around.” My cheeks warmed. I shot him a look. “Already planning ahead, are you?”