Previous chapter:
Chapter 75: A Tour of the Dump
Next chapter:
Chapter 77: An Invitation to the Top
PREVIEW
... ever the pragmatist, was the first one to investigate, a heavy-duty flashlight in one hand and a look of profound annoyance on her face.
She swept the beam across the crumbling brick of the far corner, her light cutting through decades of dust and shadow.
Behind a pile of rusted, forgotten machinery that looked like a robot’s graveyard, she found it.
A faint, shimmering distortion in the air.
It wasn’t a Gate.
It was a scar.
A pale, ghostly wound ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE


























