Chapter 29
Life in the shelter was a little depressing as my arm was not healing as expected. In two weeks My bones should have been growing, but my scans showed necrosis instead. I had to undergo another surgery. They had to place a metal rod for my bones to grow onto. They also removed some of the muscles which were already rotting due to severe trauma of the previous operation.
The shelter had been receiving aid from outside source.They called themselves the resistance They had been sending different techs to advance the shelter's military protection. Queencie was one of the happiest to make more technological advancements. The sky was her limit from weapons to aircrafts. She was designing and the people from the resistance were delivering their resources to produce her techs.
