The next week, even though Heli stopped showing up at the conferences, she knew that at least 20 more elers were finished. Now she had distributed even more papers, with the help of the elevator shaft that allowed her to walk between layers, and rebellion was silently brewing, she was sure of it.
Heli was getting a bit tired of it. Waiting, that is. It was making her uneasy if that was possible. She wanted her memories back, but at the same time, if it was so bad, she was sure she didn't want to know. It was quite an annoying thing.
The next week, more handfuls of paper were scattered around, throughout the Black layer, and Heli moved on to the grey layer.