"—Don't walk any further."
A lazy warning came from the top of the wall.
Forty-one hastily withdrew his foot after just stepping over the doorway threshold, standing with hands clasped, properly on the small patch of bluestone behind the door. Working in the department, the most important thing was to follow rules, because the tasks handled by the department often involved many high-dimensional space-time state projects, which were very prone to losing control, and 'rules' were the most effective way to address uncontrolled phenomena.
As he stopped walking.
The courtyard before him, though somewhat dilapidated, yet with its inner framework still standing, swayed slightly like a mirage, then shattered with a bang, transforming into a different scene.
