The Never-Ending Spiral Staircase

Chapter 2: ~acsending~

One step, and after that, another one. I steadily walk up the flight of stairs. Up and up, up and up. The further I went, the beautiful melody from the gramophone gets fainter and fainter. Now I'm feeling lonely.

To pass the time, I started to have thoughts about all of this. Where is this place? Why is everything white? Why is there a gramophone playing music downstairs? Why is there a big spiral staircase which seemingly goes on forever? Who built this place? Who put me here? Actually, who am I?

It seems like I have a severe case of amnesia. I don't know my name, my age, my life, or anything else in fact. I then look down at my clothing & started examining to see if I can get any clues. Hmm... a black t-shirt with a dark blue vest on top, denim pants, and white sneakers. Damn, what is this fashion sense? Wait a sec, there's a name tag on my breast pocket. Most of the letters are scratched out but one lonely alphabet remains...

V.

V? Like... Vanessa? Violet? Victoria? Valentine? 

I was deep in my thoughts when suddenly, I tripped and landed on a bridge connecting the main staircase to what seems like "the second floor". It's not really a floor, and more like a big balcony circling around the building. I was already getting kind of tired so, let's have a change of pace, shall we?

After taking a break from climbing a seemingly never-ending staircase, I am now taking a walk in a seemingly never-ending hallway.  A familiar tune starts playing in the distance. It's another gramophone playing the same tune as the one before. It doesn't feel like it has gotten any more romantic. I continue walking down the hallway and the floor tile seems to have changed from pure white concrete to a black and white checker pattern. Neat, I thought to myself.

After about 15 minutes, I have come across a doorframe leading into another room. Should I continue walking down the hallway or explore this new room? Why not? It doesn't feel like it's dangerous anyway. 

The instant I step into that room, I was astonished by the big structure laid upon my eyes. A big cube with more cubes forming inside and outside. Some are floating, some are clipping into other cubes and some just doesn't make sense from any perspective. It feels like an art student's abstract art project. If I was an art critique I would have definitely given it a 2/10, I hate avant-garde stuff.

Staring at it makes my head hurts so I decided to leave and continue my stroll in the hallway.