The next landing at the top of that flight of stairs was smaller; Later was nearly pressed between the railing and the wall, with only a few centimetres to spare. As she trotted along the edge, she wondered what ponies bulkier than her did to walk through there—yet after a few moments of having the dizzying drop below in her peripheral vision, Later started to feel a bit queazy and had to turn her head away. Instead, she looked at the doors in the wall next to her. Each had a small plaque on the door, though she was walking too quickly to read any of them; they just said the names and titles of the ponies who presumably worked inside them.

"No, no..." she mumbled to herself. "C'mon, it's gotta be around here somewhere..." She sighed. "Unless the map was out of date, of course."

She passed a few more wooden doors, and then...

"Oh, here we go." She stood before a metal door—unmarked, yet distinctly different than all the rest. Plus it was the last one before the end of the railing, so she didn't really have much of a choice. Placing a hoof on the door, Later gave its handle a little rattle.

And then another.

"...Oh no," Later groaned, pulling her hoof back. "Don't tell me it's locked..."

She tried again, pushing a little harder and wiggling the handle again. And, miraculously...

"Whoa!" The door swung open, and Later spilled into a small room, her hooves clanking on metal grating as they stepped inside. Once she had regained her balance, the mare let the door swing quietly shut behind her, leaving her only with the dim light of a fluorescent light humming from the wall. Thin metal stairs spiralled upward in rectangles, and Later was pretty sure she knew exactly where they led. The other direction just led to a dead end, a small empty room with what appeared to be a toolkit against the wall. Nothing that concerned Later.

Taking a deep breath, she placed a hoof on the bottom step. Once she was sure they wouldn't collapse from her weight, she trotted step after step, clink after clink, trying to not make much noise. Once she reached the first small landing, she looked up. It didn't look far, but... it really was hard to tell through all the metal grating and the dim light. Reserved, she just kept walking.