Floor five was perverse—an ancient architectural puzzle, or some administrative inside joke. Elias had been wandering vacant passages for the better part of the evening. His absences never seemed to register with the rest, or, at least, they had yet to inspire a search. To be fair—that he might, in fact, require assistance in locating the room, was a difficult thing to comprehend. Aloofness in other matters may have also constructed the general assumption that his spotty attendance was by intention.

The blueprint posted at the stairwell bore no connection to reality—none that he’d deciphered, anyway—and numbers skipped up and down the halls as they pleased. Inside a door, across ten desks that were packed in three awkward rows, he glimpsed another, narrower hallway. These frequent occurrences had, inexplicably, been isolated from the main veins, and were accessible only by traipsing such closets. What sort—apart from the obvious—held meetings there?

MATH 643/PHIL 661: Topics in Logic

Room: Barnette 533c

Instructor: a name—no head shot, no office number, nor any apparent academic genealogy.

Description: TBD.