[ WP ] The world is covered in sprawling skyscrapers with the richest living at the top and the poorest towards the bottom . One day the poor attack and take refuge higher up , claiming to be fleeing an unknown threat located on the ground and slowly moving up

Aurelie looked out of the window onto the sprawling mess of metal trees that was the city. Such serenity for a Monday. Her tea was the perfect temperature to sip, and the rain came down softly onto the tops of the skyscrapers, where the filters gurgled to pump the water through the pipes. The cashmere of her sweater enveloped her as she became lost in thought. 
 
 The legislation to deregulate business using the labor from below was coming along nicely. Today they were going to pass some new bills for bathroom breaks. Silly how such a thing could have an impact on worker productivity. Not nearly as important as minimum wage, which was a bigger battle. 
 
 She didn ’ t notice Pollux ’ s soft hand on her shoulder until it came up to stroke her cheek. 
 
 “ It ’ s time. You ’ re needed, ” he said, giving her a gentle kiss. “ Good luck. ” 
 
 “ Of course I am. ” Her high heels clacked on the marble floor. She quickly applied some lipstick in the mirror of the foyer. Now she was the perfect chairwoman. At peace. Contained. Whole. 
 
 She stepped out of her door and into chaos. 
 
 Men and women were rushing every which way, whispering in an urgent panic. She took the elevator up and inquired what was going on. 
 
 “ They ’ re coming, ” said her secretary. “ The people from below. They ’ re coming up. ” 
 
 Aurelie laughed. “ Excellent. We ’ ll have to invite them to have some coffee with us. ” 
 
 “ No. Miss Stone, they ’ re really coming up. Reports are coming in from all over the city. They ’ re coming. Climbing up any way they can. They ’ ve started on the Renaissance Tower. ” 
 
 “ We ’ ll have to deal with this ourselves. ” What a terrible Monday. 
 
 She got in the elevator and put in her radio headpiece. “ The city ’ s lower-class citizens are seeking refuge on the upper floors of our towers. They claim to be fleeing an unknown group of classist terrorists who are calling for anarchy. The military is attempting to put the riots down. More reports to follow. ” 
 
 This could be very bad. She stepped out onto the carpeted lobby floor and observed the carnage from the massive windows. People in rags were using every means possible to flee upwards. A few had attached, spider-like, with grappling hooks to the bottom of the Committee Building. Get on the PA, Aurelie. 
 
 *ATTENTION. THE COMMITTEE BUILDING IS ON TOTAL LOCKDOWN. DO NOT MOVE UNTIL THE ISSUE HAS BEEN RESOLVED. * 
 The elevator dinged. She hoped Pollux was okay. 
 
 That was when the gunshot hit her neck. 
 
 to be continued
