Recap: The horrors of chem

This is not an entry about the horrors of chemistry in itself, nor is it about my midterm. It is, in fact, about the unexpected side to the chem building, and how oddly ominous the unvisited corridors could be.

Since I am in the general chemistry class, that means I have the questionable priviledge of attending one of those 500-people lecture hall-ed classes, which means that taking the test would mean (if they can find the rooms for it, and for an 8am class, they usually can) breaking up into our lab session groups (20-30 people) and wait for the online announcement that will tell us where we're taking the test, this time.

My session is assigned to room 371, the chem building and, having never been to that part before,I decided to leave a bit early since...well, midterms are very lenient on tardiness.

It was very empty in the chem building, which is a complex somewhat smaller than the Arts and Humanities complex (AKA the Deathstar, for those of you who knows what I'm talking about) but equally bewildering for a first-timer. I located the staircase, which happened to be one of those that are enclosed within walls, narrow, and had doors that automatically slam shut. I tried to close the door gently to no avail--it slammed shut right after I entered the claustrophobia-inducing space.

And the stairs were empty, smelt of chemical reactions, and they ECHOED, ladies and gentlement, ECHOED.

The corridor I eventually found myself in didn't so much have windows as oddly indented, glassed-over slits on the walls so that when I first looked at it, I was under the impression of peering down a striped tunnel. There was something wrong with the air conditioning system, which emitted a high-pitched whine. My footsteps echoed there too, and since I don't usually make that much sound walking, it was unnerving. And of course, the entire area was completely empty.

It was worthy of a trashy adventure novel, except nothing unfortunate happened to me along the way aside from the general knowledge that I was about to take a midterm.

Next Halloween, plan a trip to the o' chem building at twilight. There is something decidedly freakish about the backpart (none-lecture-hall part) of the building.

[edit 10:52]
Ah yes, Miller Hall. Possibly the only dorm where guys win persuasive arguments with each other by screaming "THAT'S THE OPPORTUNITY COST!" down the hallway.
Geekiness factor increases with the arrival of the finals week.