root-book

Reeds engine started up again, the painful feeling of his body being drained, the odor that came from it. It felt as if this machine wanted him to hate it, but he couldn''''t, it was the only thing that stoop between him and the people of this accursed land, the land that kept him alive, yet prevented him from leaving. His engine slowly hummed as it stabilized, he knew he couldn''''t let it turn off again, he had been given his last chance.