As the first light of dawn filtered through the windows, a curious sight unfolded. Footprints in a muted single hue devoid of the spectrum of chromatic splendor, a stark white against the worn stone floor, stretched in all directions up and down the corridor . The prints varied in size and shape, some appeared dainty and delicate, others were broad and heavy, and yet the sheer number of overlapping steps and strides made it difficult to discern their origins.

How very curious.