Not sure, we'd have to ask StJohn... so how about it, how'd he get stuck? Enjoyed the read, I probably should have waited until October to post it, but a good reads a good read.
Glad you enjoyed it! I wasn't sure if people at Hubski would be interested. The neighbors have a lot to say on the subject of the poor former inmate of this apartment, recently deceased. He was erratic and distracted, always mumbling to himself. You would understand if you could see the layout of this place. The architect constructed a labyrinthine building. There are so many shortcuts and by-ways in here that it wouldn't surprise me to find a hidden door one day beside the fire escape or at the top of the long spiral staircase that seems to climb up more floors than the building actually has. There is a warren of passages that run beneath the foundations where the only light that reaches is from the burning sodium bulbs of the streetlamps above. They say you can hear voices. Whether they are the remnants of the long dead or simply foreshadows of people yet to live, I cannot say, but it would seem that the former resident of my apartment listened to those voices a little to closely and for a little too long. Those same voices eventually led the poor man to his doom. That, at least, is the way they have always told it to me.
Sure, why not. I'd probably enjoy re-reading it.