Upon impulse you take the stairs upward, moving slowly and keeping a hand upon the loose banister.  The breeze that blows gently into your face gusts suddenly, sending a swirling of moldering leaves down the stairs where they then collect in a drifted pile upon the landing.  You come upon the landing, make the turn up to the next flight of stairs and head steadily upwards to the second floor.
    Upon cresting the second flight you stand upon the creaking floorboards of the second floor of the abandoned tenement and peer down the ill lit hallway.  Your vision wavers suddenly and you are thrown back into a scene of noise and hubbub.  You see filthy children playing in the hallway and hear the screams of undernourished babes from within the open apartments.  Some of the adult squarters sit in the hallway as well, the children running around their listless, often drunken, forms.  You feel your spirit sink of a sudden as you see these images from the past and then they are gone again and you are left standing alone upon floorboards you fear will not bear your weight much longer.
    For a moment you contemplate making your way back down the stairs again but at the same time there is a mystery that beckons you ever onwards and upwards to the roof of the building.
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