Too many dreams are set in the sad hallways of large buildings with endless staircases and vertiginous elevators. School, hospital, office building, this institution you are trapped into is a reflection of the abstract social institutions that similarly imprison you.
In this vertical labyrinth, the trick of always turning in the same direction will not work, and if you succeed in getting out, you will find yourself in the middle of a self-similar urban maze of asphalt and concrete.
But you do have a good reason to be here, don’t you? One of these rooms could contain books, another one could be a laboratory, or a museum of mysterious ancient stone statues. In thousands of rooms people breathe and dream and love, and she is there too, somewhere, oh if only you could find her.