Edward stepped back a few paces before jogging forward toward Luna's waiting hands. "One, two, threeee...hup!" He put a foot on her hand and heaved himself up, his fingers just cresting the top of the step. His legs came forward, feet pushing against the wall, and he heaved up. It was a surprisingly smooth motion for him, and he rolled to his back at the step above.

"Okay," he grunted, and turned back to the others. He dropped down his hand. "Come on, Luna!" He glanced at Raymond and Juliette, who were kissing despite the madness of their situation. Despite himself, he rolled his eyes. "Time enough for that later, Ray! Send Juliette up after Luna. No time to waste!"

He looked up to the next step. No, he wasn't crazy: the stairs seemed to shrink as they ascended. Maybe what they were climbing now had never meant to be climbed. Perhaps whatever had been here before had rotted away due to time or neglect.