start. She wasn't sure how she might go about making the visit seem practical and not raise too much attention, but she was sure she could come up with something.
She might say that some of the things sent in still had use in them or even that she wanted to ensure she was not ruining something of importance. That was thin but it might work. She didn't think she could resist doing this, even as she knew she should do exactly that.
If she closed her eyes she could see that image again . She had to know if the world in that image had really existed, that it really was once a place where people had lived happily and not just run from to get here.
And if that was the truth, what had happened?
Chapter Four
Less than a seven-day had passed when Marina, accompanied by her family, found herself climbing the stairs upward at the start of their holiday. It had been surprisingly easy to get started on her secret investigation of the hidden contents of the watch. As she unpacked and catalogued the rest of the items from Level 50, she found other curious objects, some of which had no purpose she could fathom. What had been clear is that they were fashioned with some purpose other than decoration in mind.
Three of the items were alike in form though different in design. They were an odd sort of clamp with one edge curled, yet without a hinge and made of a single piece of silver. Each was decorated differently. She had experimented with them and found that if she shoved a sheaf of papers into one from the curved edge it would hold them nicely together. She doubted very much such an elaborate item would be made to act as a large paper clip.
From another box she drew forth a handful of things that looked a bit like alligator clips used in electrical work, yet they were made of silver and each one had a small chain attached to it. On some the chain simply ended but on most there was some fantastically decorated bauble dangling from the end.
The paper inside had noted the items were unknown and had been in hotel storage for a long time. The box in hotel storage had been marked such that removal of items was forbidden but no one knew why anymore. The management considered reclamation a more urgent directive. These she felt must also have some important purpose and she was loathe to simply toss them into a bin for melting without knowing what that purpose might be.
There were other things too, mostly from those hotel boxes but also from the residents, many of whom had lived there for generations. There were more watches of creative designs but other things she was baffled at. It seemed she had been very much mistaken when she assumed that the Hospitality level would have little in the way of heirlooms to sacrifice.
Fanciful objects with posts attached to them with ends that rotated about like a fastener were in great number. Similar items in pairs but with a screw between them instead of a rotating bit. There were things with bands that looked like those for a watch but showing nothing but a blank face. The compartments were filled with tiny electronic components when she pried open cases to look inside.
One ring had fascinated her when the stone changed color as she held it in her hand. She slipped it on a finger and it went from brown all the way through yellow and green to brilliant blue. It was only plated in silver, much of that worn away. She hated to ruin such an object for the thin layer of silver that remained.
In the end, she had been left with a box full of things she questioned. She had sent a wire up to the Mayor's office and explained the problem. She received a return reply not from the Mayor, but from the Council.
She was invited to bring the items up for consultation in IT where a representative of the Mayor's office experienced in such matters would provide guidance along with other necessary personnel in council service.
When she told her husband that she needed to plan for another trip Up Top and that she would