We moved into a new building, kind of like a twin-towers setup, but much smaller... with one of the towers being about 50 floors or so, and the other being shorter, at about 20 floors.
Me and Sean were trying to go up the stairs in our main (50-story) building, but the stairs were messed up. You'd get to the top of the a set of stairs and they'd end with the underside bottom of the stairs above them in the way, so you had nowhere to go. We figured out that we could crawl through this thin opening on the side of the stairs to get to each next set.
On our way up, we ended up going into the other tower, I'm not sure if by mistake or on purpose. We end up on the roof of the shorter tower, where we discover a couple hundred American female refugees.
They looked like normal women and I don't know what they were refugees of.
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