At the end of Harold Avenue, the Inverted Church stood upside down, like a ballerina balanced on the point of its tallest spire. Its base clung firmly to the ceiling of the cavern, resembling a giant, white stalactite.
"How are we supposed to get up there?" the Dwarf asked, craning his neck back as far as it would go. There seemed to be no way to climb to the entrance.
Freddy pointed to a window on the spire, from which a dilapidated rope ladder with wooden rungs dangled down.
It clearly couldn't support the weight of four people, even if Little Coal Ball counted as less than half an adult. To be safe, Rorschach cast the Floating Skill on everyone. They floated up, using their hands to pull themselves along the rope.
'I wonder if a spacewalk feels like this,' Rorschach suddenly thought.
