Jason Luthor - Floor 21

To create an acknowledgments page is tricky. In trying to acknowledge everyone that influenced the creation of this work, Im forced to dig deep and imagine everyone that influenced the characters and settings or who simply pushed me to be the best writer that I could be. To that end I want to first thank the entire team at Amazon that has helped bring this work to light. Thank you for putting up with my repeated e-mails and for helping get this novel into the hands of readers. Speaking of which, thank you readers, because I wouldnt write if I didnt feel I had a chance to make a positive impact on someones day. Next, I wish to thank all my friends that put up with my nonsense. Im dramatic and moody at times, but so it goes with writers. Our heads are in the clouds and we are always looking for the next adventure. Thanks to all of you who have accompanied me on my journey. Specifically Id like to thank Josh and Jamila for being around for so long. A special acknowledgment to Jamila, for her passion for entertainment and the inspiration that ignites in others. To my friend Winston, thank you for always being encouraging and having a positive word for me. A very unique thank you to Christina Coleman, the best reporter on the planet and a person that helped fuel my ambition at times when I felt unsure in my ability to pursue my writing goals. Of course, I cannot end an acknowledgments page without thanking my parents. Im sure they were never quite sure what to make of me. I was never quite sure what to make of myself, either. But they were always supportive and loving, and in this world those are two of the greatest gifts youll ever get. I wrote this book with the theme of being remembered and I can promise I will always love and remember all of you for your ongoing support.

My name is Jackie, and its not so bad living here. Seriously. At least, I dont think so anyway, but I guess its hard to say. Then again, Ive never really been anywhere else. Ive rarely even been below Floor 12. My parents wont let me. They say things get bad down there, so I have to stay up here, on the higher levels.

Dont get me wrong; I mean, I wish I didnt have to. Things get kind of boring, walking the same halls every day. Im always trying to find something new to do, but its kinda hard when youve lived your whole life in the same tower. Sometimes Ill wander up to the rooftop, where we have the gardens. Thats where all of our food comes from, so we all take turns planting and harvesting. I dont mind the work, actually, unless it means pulling carrots. Those suckers are really hard to yank out of the dirt.

When I think of it, its actually kind of annoying having to go to the rooftop, and not just because of the work. Its really more about what we have to pass by as we head up there. So, the top level of the Tower is Floor 1. None of us are allowed inside, so every time we go up the stairs, were forced to stare at that big, golden numberthe number 1 that sits on the locked entry door. I really wish I knew what was inside, but you know, nobodys allowed in. Instead, we just have to pass by every few days when its our turn to work the gardens. You might as well string some candy in front of my face and tell me Im not allowed to eat it.

Of course, you cant just pick vegetables all day. That gets boring quick. Besides, most of the time Im in school. Well, schools probably too strong a word for it. We meet most days of the week in the library on Floor 6. Our teacher, Mrs. Bloom, tries to lead class the best she can. Its just too bad our books arent great. A lot of them are about to fall apart, and most of them were scavenged from the lower floors. Im not talking about something like Floors 13 or 14. Im not even talking about Floor 21. I mean the books were taken from way down below like, as far down as Floor 30.

I know, right? I cant believe it myself. Thats what we have the Scavengers for, though. Without them wed never get new books or supplies. Theyre pretty much the bravest people in the Tower. They say that anyone who makes it onto a scavenging team is the type that could have been a police officer or even a soldier before all this happened. I mean, that makes sense. They wear all that riot gear, and it looks like they know how to fight. Sucks, though, since as tough as they are, every once in a while we lose one of them. That just goes with the territory of being a Scavenger.

Point is, life is only livable because of them since its not like were rolling in things to do. Sometimes Ill sit around in the lobby with the other kids and watch movies on the Blu-Ray player, but that doesnt always work. For instance, if its a really cloudy day, then the solar panels on the roof will die out, which always sucks for everyone. If we want light then, we have to burn candles, and we dont have many of those. Then again, we dont really have lightbulbs, either. Well, we have a few. Want to take a guess where we get those from? Yeah. Scavengers. We get everything from them.

I kinda always wanted to be one. Who wouldnt want to be? They get to see stuff from a long time ago, before we had to live on the top of the Tower. Speaking of that, nobody really talks about the Before, and Im not even sure how much anyone knows about it. I guess it makes sense to think that once upon a time we lived on the lower floors. Maybe even the ground if there is a ground. Ive never met anyone thats seen it, not even the Scavengers, and theyve been farther down the Tower than anyone.

When you stop and think about it, I mean, our lives dont make sense. We couldnt have always lived up here, right? It gets me pretty antsy thinking about it because, I mean, this is a tower, so we had to have come up the stairs at some point. Didnt we?

I dont know, and thinking about it gets me frustrated. When Im in this kind of mood, I go to the rooftop and look out. You can actually see other towers rising up in the distance. Some arent even that far from ours. I stare at them, and Im just like is anybody over there? Is anybody looking back at me? Does anybody know or remember were trapped in this place?

Or are we all thats left?

After Ive gotten myself sufficiently depressed, Ill stare over the edge of the roof, trying to see how far below I can look. Thing is, its impossible to see much. This tower just vanishes into the Darkness. Nobody, and I mean nobody, even knows why. Its just blackness down there.

Oh, about Floor 12. Yeah, thats where the Creep really starts. The Creep? Its this gunk. Super-disgusting stuff that you shouldnt touch because it makes you feel weird, and the lower down the Tower you go, the more you see it. It starts to cover the walls, and its kinda gross. Its really slick, like saliva, and it looks all muscle-y. Almost alive. Good thing you dont have to worry about it when youre higher than Floor 11. Still, I wonder what it is. We all do. I know that when you touch it, you can start hallucinating. I did once. Well, okay, Im lying. Ive touched it a few times when Ive been on the lower levels, which is why my parents made the rule that I couldnt head down there in the first place. I mean, I dont pay attention to them, but I get why they dont want me going that far below into the Tower. The Creep makes you see things. Shadowy things. Sometimes theyre right in front of you, but most of the time, theyre in the corner of your eye. They say that by Floor 21, you dont even have to touch the Creep to hallucinate, which is a total trip. Must suck to live down there.

Still, I wonder. I wonder about this all the time, actually. I wonder about whats below Floor 21.