Staff Memo 0.0.10 — “Stairs That Lead Nowhere”
“They built them. But not for us.”

An Impossible Stairwell
A new chamber reveals itself, its geometry refusing any practical sense. Steps reach into walls, crawl across corners, climb into ceilings, and face one another mid-air. Their destination is none. Their purpose, uncertain.

The Desk Speaks
On rare occasion, the dormant screens of forgotten desks awaken with flickering glyphs. Those who dare approach may engage in strange recreations: a duel of bouncing light, or a lonely vessel adrift among drifting stone. Victory or failure alike are swallowed, leaving only the hunt for the next illuminated desk.

Marks of Recognition
Further inscriptions have been etched into the Archive’s hidden ledger. A few now carry the weight of recognition, awarded to those persistent in their passage. The greater system that will one day bind them grows steadily in silence.