Floor five was perverse. An ancient architectural puzzle, perhaps? Or else some administrative inside joke. The blueprint at the stairwell bore no connection to reality—none Elias could decipher, anyway. Numbers skipped up and down the walls as they pleased.

He had been wandering vacant hallways for the better part of the evening. His absences never registered with the rest, at least they’d yet to inspire a search. It was quite a difficult thing to comprehend. Aloofness in other matters may have impressed that this was by intention.

Beyond a doorway, over ten desks that were packed in awkward rows, he caught ’glimpse of another. Traipsing past lecterns, it opened to an isolated passage—one which apparently existed under the assumption that the intermediate furnishings were decorative. What possibly took place here?

MATH 643/PHIL 661: Topics in Logic

Location: Barnette 533e

Time: 3:00pm-4:30pm Tue/Thu

Instructor: a name—no head shot, office, nor any apparent academic genealogy.

Description: TBD.