A prelude Drabble to clockwork apoc

“The goddamned blasted thing doesn’t work.” Anata kicked the car, then, for good measure, slammed the hod with the flat of her fist. “It won’t work without electricity, no matter what I do, and…”

“And if we use electricity, we call down the Creatures.” Jack banged his head against the garage wall. “I wonder how they’re coming on the steam machine.”

“Do you really think that we can make that into a-“

The bang and the shock wave hit the wall of the garage at the same time. Jack dove forward, was thrown forward, and landed on top of Anata, both of them pressed against the car.

“Not well, I think.” Anata shook her head. “Maybe we should start raising horses.”

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