Thousands had gathered in the middle of the city, all eager to see the newest find from The Dungeon Crawlers. Most travelled far and wide, the trains were packed and the roads, monstrous. The crowd continued to push, some were lucky enough to enjoy the view from the comfort of their balconies. The buildings stretched up over two thousand blocks, so high and wide a lot had to travel from their room to the bottom just to become trapped in the lobby.
The thousands quickly became tens of thousands and then hundreds, and then millions, every police officer had lined the streets to control the still growing crowd. All had gathered out of curiosity, curiosity for the strange new object.
"What is it, father?" asked a young girl, sitting on her father's shoulders so she could get a better view.
"I don't know sweetie, a new block," He replied back trying to get on tiptoes to see past the waves of cubed men.
"But there aren't any new blocks, father, they were all found near five thousand years ago, Mrs Quad taught us that when we were in preschool." The small girl didn't seem a day over five but it was clear she was well educated, her father was a building planner, a high job in Notchland that pays well, but all that didn't matter now, his money would not get her any closer and it was becoming clear she was becoming rather frustrated.
"That's why there are so many people here sweetie, because we thought there were no blocks left to discover," he said with a smile on his face. The giant buildings towered over them, they were standing in the middle of a closed off road. "See that building over there?" The father pointed to a large tower with a giant platform on top, then another five smaller buildings on that, the power was running through it as the glow came through the windows and hundreds of eager employees had their faces pressed up to the windows.
The girl nodded but she was unamused by it.
"That's the building I started last week, construction ended only yesterday." The girl suddenly seemed more surprised as her father finished his sentence.
"But that's so fast."
"Well it's done so quickly because the only difficult thing is working out the materials and plans , then the construction is easy... time consuming, but easy."
"Wow," said the girl amazed.
"It's made out of pure stone, quite cheap and very sturdy. It should last around five hundred summers before it needs to be torn down.
"And now they say they have discovered a new block, one that is so strong it will last millions and millions of years before it even cracks, this could revolutionize the world, that's why so many people want to see what it is they've found."
A sudden roar erupted from down the streets. You could hear the heads of a million Notchers turn in unison.
"Here we go," said the girl's father but she was so focused on whatever was appearing that she didn't hear him.
First thing they saw were the banners, the flags of Notchland, a stunning green and black. The flags were raised high, immediately everyone knew they were heading to the castle, still some twenty miles away. Carriage after carriage appeared.
"Why don't they just use cars?" asked the little girl.
"I guess they just wanted to make an entrance," he replied.
The moment the centre carriage came into view the crowd began to almost jump up and down at the sight. The father began to regret bringing his daughter to such a crowded space.
"It's almost like tetris," he whispered looking around to find no space between any citizens.
Helicopters for television channels were hovering above, there were at least twenty, cube Tv, Square Tv, Notch news, even the unpopular Rectangle Tv.
The centre carriage was completely covered, not a soul could see what the new block was. But everyone became excited that they were so close. They moved through the streets quickly, a man had climbed up onto the roof and began to wave and blow kisses.
"Who's that father?"
"Nathan Nether, the discoverer of the new block. I went to school with him. He failed a lot of projects and assignments, but look at him now."
"Could I be like him?"
"My bet is that you'll be better than him darling, you get one hundred percent for almost every piece of work."
"Almost?"
"Well, every piece of work then." The little girl gave a smile then looked back up at the man, he didn't look like much, most of his hair had been burned off and he even looked ill with the way his skin was black in places.
The crowd gave a mighty roar before the carriage disappeared around the corner.
"Right then, want to go home? There'll be a camera in the throne room when they announce the block to the king."
"And the world," added the little girl.
They turned and headed back to their car, the traffic is going to be terrible.