"… Is this place weird intentionally?"

The masked man does not noticeably react to the question.

Is there an entrance if he wants to go further into the building, perhaps, going past the unmanned reception desk?

There's a hallway behind the desk, with a few doors, and a staircase to a higher floor.

No people? He'll go up a floor, sure.

Click follows him up the stairs. The first door from the stairwell has an electronic lock, and a padlock, and a placard labeling it "PROPHECY".

The second is labeled "NEW CITIZENS", and the third, barely visible from the second landing, is "MAYOR".

Prophecy! Gosh. If he touches the padlock does it reveal itself to be made of aluminum foil?

Nope! It feels like solid metal. It is very cold, and the bones of his fingers touching it begin to feel like they are buzzing.

He stops touching it, hoping the feeling will abate.

What's behind door number two?

Once he lets go, his fingers begin to return to normal.

Door number two actually opens! There is an unattended plastic desk with a display of pamphlets and a box of something orange, with a label saying "Take one!"

Does the something orange… look more like candy or a toy?

It looks like a pile of fabric! Kind of cheap looking, but very brightly dyed orange fabric.

Sure, okay, he'll take a brightly dyed orange fabric. Is it a welcome t-shirt or something?

It is a poncho. It isn't marked, but it is presumably a welcome poncho.

Welcome poncho, okay. Sure, he'll take a welcome poncho.

"Hello?"

There is no response.

Sigh.

How's Click doing? Still following him?

It followed him up the stairs, but seems to have decided to wait outside the door.

(Still cute.)

He thinks he's going to go knock on the door for the Mayor.

The door opens at his touch, onto a dim hallway, releasing a puff of air that smells like burnt hair and chalk dust.

There's a partially open door halfway down the hall, with a placard reading "CITY COUNCIL MEETING ROOM", and a set of five stairs leading to a door labeled "MAYOR'S OFFICE".

"Hello?" he calls.

There is a loud crunching noise, followed by a few snaps, from the meeting room, but no response.

He's there in just a few seconds and knocking on the door. "Hello? Do you need help?"

A man in a suit and slotted shades, carrying a black case, answers the door. Many voices inside the dark room speak in unison with his, "We have this covered, thanks. If you have an appointment, please wait your turn."

He turns and closes the door, without waiting for a response.

Blink.

He does not have an appointment.

He knocks on the door again.