C117 Supreme Guest(1)

The staircase leading to the fourth floor was markedly different from the one to the third. Standing at its base, an intangible force seemed to emanate from it, as though the stairway was merely a painting on the wall—something to be seen but not entered.

Bai Yeh extended his hand toward the stairway's threshold, only to find his palm halting at the very moment it should have crossed over