[ WP ] She always started feeling it when she was two landings down .

Hailey approached the compound with the same indifference she had every day for the last 2 years. The cool Wisconsin air making each exhale appear as A puff of smoke. It looked so normal, like the most mundane landfill. Few knew the horrid secrets that it actually contained. She walked up to the metal blast door of the small cement building and swiped her key card at the console. It beeped, and she pulled the door open, the rusty hinges creaking from exposure. 
 
 The first floor always felt normal, She would wave at the guards, usually exchanging `` how are yous?''. She had worked there long enough that they did n't ask her to verify her identity, and she went toward the metallic staircase unimpeded. 
 
 At the second floor, she always started feeling it. A sense of dread, so mild, but still easily discernible. She shrugged it off though, after so long, it barely even phased her. She walked across the metal grates toward the next stairway down. 
 
 The feeling always started to upset her around platform 23. At that point, it felt as though something horrible was about to happen. Most people, her supervisor had said the first day, do n't make it past 23, but Hailey did. Hailey had grown up in a tough situation, and she was not scared away easily. 
 
 She passed the floors in a blur, 32, 46, 49, each step down the metallic stairs feeling like a physical decent into madness. But, like every other day, she continued on. There was A job to do, and jobs in the sciences were n't easy to find for someone with A felony on record. So, she kept going. 
 
 54, 55, 56. She was getting close, only three floors left. She felt as though the world was ending. Inside, Hailey wanted to run, scream, fight, but she maintained her composure. She wanted to cry out of pure terror, but there was nothing to be afraid of. Nothing ever happened at the compound, except for those who could n't do it. There had been a few suicides at the beginning, but they tightened the psychological requirements, and it seemed to stop the issue. 
 
 She took the last step off the stairway, and her foot hit the solid stone of the pit floor. Floor 59. She looked around the crevice. She always did when she first got to the bottom, it helped to combat the feeling of being watched that was ever-present in the pit. The fluorescent lighting shone on the various sensors and equiptment cases that had been carried down for researchers to use. 
 
 She walked over to the folding table and grabbed the radiation detector. She nearly dropped it, her hands covered in sweat from the adrenaline that was coursing through her veins. She new that it felt like this for the first hour every day, but it did nothing to calm her. Shaking, she shuffled her feet toward the giant stone disk in the center of the room. The disk was clearly ancient. It was made of two solid pieces of stone, cut directly down the middle. It was implanted into the bedrock, and any attmepts to move it, or dig aound it, had failed. Even the toughest diamond drill bits could n't even make a scratch before shattering to pieces. The oddest part, though, were the markings that adorned it. On it's face was A giant pentagram, covering the entirety of the stone. In it's center was the depiction of A ram's skull. The whole thing was surrounded by A border of characters from some long forgotten language. 
 
 Looking at the carvings, to this day, nearly made Hailey run out of the compound screaming, but she had learned to ignore them. She focused on the gauge on the top of the detector, watching the needle for any sign of movement. She stared for what felt like an eternity before grabbing the voice recorder from her pocket and beginning the daily log. 
 
 `` Day 663, No radiation detected.'' 
 
 She clicked the button on the recorder again, and the tape stopped. She returned to the table and grabbed the laser thermometer. She was determined to finish her job. Besides, management said the project only had A few days left. 
 
 
 NOTE: sorry if it's not great, rather sick atm, so not really all there. Would love opinions or criticisms though. Had fun, thanks for the prompt!
