Oscar, envious of the people in the Upper Zone but still dependent on the Lower Zone for his livelihood, desperately tried to imitate the brilliance of those glittering domes by trampling on those below him.
With no compassion whatsoever for others who also suffered the same misfortune, through the little power he had, he revelled in his privilege and made a point of enjoying every step he took on someone below him...
Upon reaching the tenth floor, Lohan noticed that the air was getting slightly cleaner... Oscar must have had expensive private filters installed on the rooftop.
The sound of the music was now deafening.
Lohan used his Monocular Telescopic Vision to locate the roof's parapet and, with one last effort, he hoisted himself over the edge, landing silently on the luxurious terrace.
The scene that greeted him was the height of ostentatious tackiness.
The terrace was covered with synthetic marble slabs that imitated gold, but were already stained by accumulated soot.
