MAY 24th
Alan and Jo-Anna Johansson were watching and listening to it everywhere all at once, the Tv, the radio, on The Tower website, their smartphones and tablets. It was major news. The United States had given the exact dimensions to The Tower. Its height at its highest point was 14,410 feet. As the news kept pointing out: one foot shorter than Mt. Rainier.
The base was the exact dimensions of the ideal boundaries of the city of Bellefontaine. By ideal, the meaning was stated as to the exact planned annexations that the city already had planned for any possible needs of the future. There were even tunnel openings along where
State Route 33 (4 lane) passed under it.
The Tower itself seemed to have turrets going along the equivalent of its four corners (not exact because the outline of Bellefontaine was far from square). There were what appeared to be windows, but no one knew for sure.
The forces that be stated that as the tower was further studied that this data was bound to change. Measurements were extremely hard to take as no instrument (except human sightlines) could gauge or record it.
So far, the most accurate visualizations of The Belle Tower Mirage were all agreed (by those that saw it) to be by Linda Lewis.
Even the color of the tower was reported. Under most conditions it was agreed to be a burnt orange (Hex #cc5500).
The talking heads went on about the symbolism of the color – the Hindu, Buddhist, Muslim, Christian implications…the color of the Golden Gate Bridge, the emotional, geographical implications. Even The American Football team The Cleveland Browns was discussed. It was said to be associated with the old Homeland Security color for high risk. And on and on and on.
The windows (?) were predominately yellow, almost pure yellow (Hex # ffff00). The talking heads went on and on about that, too.
For Anna, it was too much to absorb. Yet, the multimedia images made it easier for her to take.
It was too much to take. The longing to be at The Tower became more and more overwhelming.
She was a hero to some, and a signal of hope to most. She hugged her husband and kissed him. She knew what she had to do.
She had to go back to The Tower.
