★ Thirteen storeys of forgotten grandeur · A cage elevator that only goes one way · Guests since 1928 ★
A 1920s grand hotel on the far ridge of Lantern Row, dark since a night the guests do not speak of. The stained-glass skylight is shattered, the marble floor is drifted with dust and yellowed newspapers, and a green banker's lamp still burns on the empty front desk. At the far end of the lobby stands a golden cage elevator with wrought-iron scrollwork — its floor dial is pointed at the thirteenth. Some guests check in. Not all check out. The drop-ride opens soon.
Ring the brass bell and choose your cabin for the night.