It's hard to say quite when the railway tracks appeared, any records of that time were probably stuck with their creators on the trains that looped endlessly around the city. They were always searching for new passengers to add to their collection, those poor wretched faces crammed tightly against the fogged up windows had been dead for more years than anyone felt comfortable admitting.
We built bridges high over the lines, high up enough to avoid the power cables and created havens for ourselves at every junction. It wasn't a perfect system - the supports were always being attacked by passing trains and occasionally rammed to pieces but we did our best to stay above the tracks.
At the outermost edges of our bridges there are stairways leading to the ground. We had to start building from somewhere and we thought they were too useful to remove until someone saw a train trying to force itself off the tracks and roll onto the stairs.
Nobody's sure how, or even if, a train would be able to use the stairs to reach us all up here and nobody wants to find out. Unfortunately the way our bridges were designed is that the stairways act as major support beams for the outermost regions and to effectively hold up the entire system.
If we lose them we risk everything we've built just falling onto the tracks.
If we keep them then the trains might figure out a way to come up to us.
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