The third floor

I was working late at the office. I was in a hurry to get to my apartment.

I decided to take the subway from the Grand central because it is faster than bus.

I turned into Grand Central from Vanderbilt Avenue, and went down the steps to the first level, where you take trains like the twentieth Centuary.

Then I walked down another flight to the second level, where the suburban Trains leave from.

Then I into an Arched doorway heading for the subway and got lost.

I often bump into new doorways, stairs and corridors. It almost feels like this place is growing like the Roots of a Tree

I got into a Tunnel a mile long,

Once I reached into the Roosevelt Hotel.

Another time it was an Forty-sixth street.

The Corridor I was walking in began angling left and slanting downward and I thought I was wrong, But I kept on walking.

All I could hear was my empty sound of my own footsteps and I didn't pass a soul.

Louisa was pretty worried when I told her all this, and for a while I went back to my stamps, But now We're both looking, since we have proof that the 3rd level exists.

But my friend Sam Weiner Disappered!