This. Excites. Me.
I'd been exploring the Dept. of Labor and Industries, turned a corner, and saw this absolute unit wriggle before my eyes. It's overwhelming girth and size shocked me; I wanted nothing more than to step on every inch.
But there is a key card system in place, and I've played enough Doom to know the lengths to which I'd need to go to access one. Plus the L&I's Division of Occupational Safety and Health follows strict written policies that prohibit spraying Washington workers' liquefied torsos about any room without an eye-wash station within 25-feet.
This stairwell gets 5 Cacodemon managers unsure of which jeans to wear on Casual Friday out of 5.
Bonus stairs which pale in comparison to the aforementioned beauty:
Boy, am I missing out.