“¡Don’t ask!”


“¡No questions @ all!”


“¡What’d I just say? ¡O shit!”

Electricity began to spark all round the ferromagnetic field built into the steel towers surrounding them like giants.

“¿Now wha–? Oops.”

“It’s too late for that. Ask all the questions you want.”

The field began shaking.

“¿Now what?”

They could see crumbs fall from the walls o’ stone & metal mixed together.

“Now we die,” one said, with neither panic nor anger, just resignation.

They ran ‘way from the chunks o’ rock & metal falling from the walls, but there was nowhere they could hide. ‘Ventually 1 landed on them, smashing them to bloody sacks.


Alloy, Avalanche, Question.