Towerld Level 0001: Escape from the Flooded Floor

By Doctor Deicide

The world is encased in a titanic tower, named Towerld. People live everyday lives like prisoners. It is neither heaven nor hell. The dwellers continue on with their lives, because they cannot find any particularly important reason to revolt against the world.

A lad with an ID code “Hector_1304” has been making the ends meet as a fisherperson on a flooded floor. The flooding shows no sign of receding, and the level is on pace to sink beneath the water completely in the not-so-distant future. He realizes that he has to move out of the submerged floor to stay alive. Unable to suppress his survival instinct and wanderlust, the lad decides to advance to the upper levels.

What await him on other floors? What are the scale, history, and true identity of Towerld? Who constructed Towerld, for what purposes? When many mysteries make the transitions from unknowns to knowns, the humankind learns the mission, understands the destiny, comprehends the fate, and rediscovers the grand purpose of the cosmic scale.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Sep 4, 2014
• ISBN: 9781312488427

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Towerld Level 0001: Escape from the Flooded Floor

Towerld Level 0001: Escape from the Flooded Floor

Written by Doctor Deicide

Cover illustration by Polka D

Cover design by Tanya

Copyright © 2014 Doctor Deicide / The BBB: Breakthrough Bandwagon Books

All rights reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-312-48842-7

Part One

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This is getting old, as much as my feet are cold.

Living a life full of repetitive routines is one thing. Catching fish in my living space makes it worse. My bedroom used to be dry, but now the floor is being submerged beneath the water. The flood is now knee-deep, and that provides enough water for the fish to invade my bedroom.

Pumping water out of the soaked bedroom would be a natural reaction to the slowly developing cataclysm, but no one seems to care. I used to scream my guts out to warn others of the urgency, but I eventually gave up. There is no point of yelling into the deaf ears.

When I was young, the floor of my living space was dry. In fact, the entire floor level was dry. That is no longer the case. That was then, this is now.

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My neighbors and I have been living in this level of a gigantic building, the whole size of which we have no idea of. We are like orphans, living in many sections of the level. Each section of the floor functions like an orphan home. It is loosely known as the foster section. (Since we do not experience conventional concepts such as family, parent, child, or sibling, we accept this orphanage system as a natural norm. It is just the way it is.)

We do not know real biological parents, if there ever were such things to start with. I learned that we are delivered through the delivery dispensers, located at obstetrics rooms. We are raised under our respective foster parents, each of whom is selected from the senior dwellers and assigned to an orphanage district. Humans, not mere machines, have to play the role of the parents, to raise humans correctly. I hear that the society has learned the lesson the hard way.

The level is sandwiched between the ceiling and the flooring, separated by about three meters or less in most places. (The height of the ceiling varies, depending on which room you are in.) We know that the entire circular floor spans about 30 kilometers in diameter. Around the center of the circle, a cylindrical wall of about 10 kilometers in diameter is placed concentrically. (We do not know what may exist inside the inner circular wall.) In short, the level of the big building is somewhat shaped like a flattened doughnut. Does the tower look like a cylinder with a thick axis? That, I do not know.

The entire building is governed and controlled by the network system, named the Towerld Totalitarian Transmission. It is also known as the TTT (Triple Tee). No one that I know understands what Towerld actually means. Some say that it is derived from combining TOWEr and woRLD. (It is the best guess that we can come up with.)

The TTT seems to take care of everything on the level, and probably the entire building. It controls utilities; such as water, electricity, and gas. It takes care of antiseptic networks. It seems to know everything about all the citizens on the floor, by controlling the database (ID codes, passwords, accounts, and so on) of us.

We all have ID codes. We can access to