There are a few windows along the way but they offer nothing of interest. Should John look up, it will seem as if the stairs should twist up and up for many more levels, but suddenly he will reach a landing and that will be it. The top of the lighthouse, with its glass encasement for the beacon that is slowly turning in its signal of warning. The metal and glass doorway to the balcony stands partially open, the fierce wind snaking in through the opening.

From this vantage point he can see down to the ocean (dark and angry), a wide expanse of sky (sunset fading into the black of night with stars beginning to emerge), and the cliff upon which the lighthouse sits (dark and angry). If he goes to the "back" of the balcony, he can see the small outcropping of the cliff, the dark outline of the forest that extends beyond, and to the left, the stretch of the town, little pinpricks of light in places marking the few living inhabitants.