"Damn----"
The mechanic is getting antsy. He needs something to tinker around on, at least. Or a wrench. A wrench would be nice. Something that acts like a security blanket is alway nice, after all.
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"Damn----"
The mechanic is getting antsy. He needs something to tinker around on, at least. Or a wrench. A wrench would be nice. Something that acts like a security blanket is alway nice, after all.
"T--This is all a joke, ain't it...?"
"Y--ya can't seriously tell me...That I'm-- no... that everyone here's... dead?"
Groan.
It's the first thing Souda does when he opens his eyes. What on Earth is going on? And where is he, anyways? Taking a glance around, he doesn't recognize a single bit of scenery. There's no shabby bike shop around here, oh, no. And after a moment, he has to pull the beanie off his head and unzip that jumpsuit of his a little bit, because it's hot. Too hot. Hot as the inside of an engine, even, and--
oh.
He died, didn't he? Shit, shit. He'd gotten crushed by an engine. Now he remembers that. And now he's shaken. Shaken because oh god oh god oh god where is he? What's going on what's going on?! Someone, help!