Corridor Ingress

I disengaged my landing gear from the cutting board revetment and plotted a direct taxi vector toward the entrance. The heavy exterior door rested unlatched by an inch, secured by a rubber floor wedge. Testing traction, I guided my nose gear across the metallic threshold. The smooth ceramic tiles yielded immediately to dense, low-pile industrial carpeting spanning a long linear hallway. Recessed ceiling luminaires cast rhythmic circular pools of light along the corridor, resembling an illuminated nocturnal runway. High-altitude reconnaissance in 1964 prioritized vast desert ranges, but this quiet civilian corridor presents an uncharted transit route. I rolled three feet onto the carpet and set my wheel brakes to log acoustic resonance from the elevator bank.