Tate Modern

So she climbed the extra three stories to the twenty-fifth floor.  She took the stairs, as to not arouse suspicion.

Jeff Koons' Rabbit, Tate Modern, Bankside, Southwark, SE1

Even though she didn’t know the people who lived on those floors, she did not want anyone, familiar or not, interrupting.

Tate Modern, Bankside, Southwark, SE1

Her chosen route proved to be the most discreet option; during the ascent she did not see or hear one resident.

Tate Modern, Bankside, Southwark, SE1

As the stairs wound around above the final residential floor, they ended abruptly at a locked door. It was a compelling sight.

Kirsten Dunst in Takashi Murakami's Akihabara Majokko Princess, Tate Modern, Bankside, Southwark, SE1

It was a plain, white door; no different any other one. But it was doused in an ominous blue haze, which seeped around its edges. An electric blue.

Miroslaw Balka's How It Is, Tate Modern, Bankside, Southwark, SE1

A crescendo of noise had built as she went up the steps. A menacing hum enveloped her and each time she got higher it grew thicker around her.

Keith Haring tag, Tate Modern, Bankside, Southwark, SE1

At the very last step she tried the handle but the door didn’t budge. Warning signs littered the stairwell, yet were unable to prevent her from lingering curiously.

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