Infinite Helix

There was a large crowd of people standing in front of the city hall protesting the holding of a city hall meeting with no public involvement. They were rioting over the fact that decisions would be made impacting the city on such a high profile topic by just a handfull of bureaucrats.

The time was 5:00 pm. There was a light haze in the air in Natovis this late evening. There seemed to be a light haze about a third of the time in the layered city, and clear skies the rest of the time.

Two things were odd about this weather. First off, if any citizen was asked, any citizen would say their grandparent would tell them there never was any haze in the city. They would say there were always clear skies day and night. The second odd thing, actually pointed out by the meteorologist on television, was the fog showed exactly 30 percent. The meteorologist is someone who has also disappeared within the last 2 years. This disappearance was another failed investigation by city officials by the way.

Speaking of the air. These days the pollution in Natovis was also rather heavy. This also was strange because with what records that do exist from many years ago, there was almost no pollution. Those accounts likely come from a time when there was massive industrial production in Natovis.

A reporter stood in front of the city hall.

"And so another historic session of city hall has taken place. It was historic because the officials did not have any of the public attend. The Meeting only comprised of administrators and other public servants."

The reporter continued more of her broadcast. As she was doing this. The massive 25 foot tall and 25 foot wide doors in the front of city hall swung open. The public servants, the ones in the meeting, all walked down the stairs at the same time. The stairs were the width of the entire city hall, and went over 600 stairs down.

She caught up to the Head City manager as he was walking out."Mr. Downwell, Mr. Down well, there are reports of the City hall today making an undisclosed, but pivitol decision on what to do about the mysterious disappearances of the citizens on the upper floors of Natovis. Will you be able to inform the public on what these decisions are?"

Mr. Downwell was not going to answer that question. Answering this question now would not be safe, and the public would know in some time anyways. The Head City manager, surrounded by armed guards, did not say a word, completely dodging the reporter. As he walked away, the camera zoomed in on him. Mr Downwell walked on in though the crowd of angry citizens as the guards created a parameter in front, beside, and behind him.