The neon lights of Eden City dimmed.
The results of the Death Lottery once again became suspenseful.
The emergency team had yet another day of overtime and rush assignments.
John could only suppress his doubts and surprise — no matter what, the falling object behind him had nothing to do with him. The immediate priority was to rush to another big problem that had just fallen from the sky.
[Eden City - Wasteland Surface B113]
Silver Rider 577 could already see the flames and thick smoke from afar.
The fallen V9 Doug Hovercar had plowed diagonally into the sand, leaving a path of burning debris.
This path was wide enough for vehicles to pass.
There were many exposed remnants between the mud and rocks.
The fire was blazing fiercely.
"Better hope he's not dead."
John looked at the devastation, unsure of the crew's condition.
