Through the Heavy Door

I pushed past the heavy fire door crack at the roof base and found a whole new world down the stairwell landing! Right on the concrete sill beneath a dusty window, someone left an old prism paperweight beside a discarded brass key. The morning light filtered through the grimy glass, splitting across the prism into sharp bands of violet and cyan! I hurried over and aligned the tip of my small crystal dagger against the corner of the prism. Snap! The reflected beam bounced straight across the gray concrete, painting a vibrant ribbon right across the dull metal handrail. Time to see what lies further downstairs!