Maeve moved forward through the labyrinth of dead machines for a while, ignoring the commotion from the voices behind her until she reached a great door where she stopped and sat down before it cross-legged. If she was not wrong, behind this door would be the surface of this planet.
Closing her eyes she seemed to enter a meditative state and her body began to slowly light up with a greenish glow. From her back two pairs of spectral hands emerged and then a head, before long the entire body of a man emerged from her body and stood behind her.
The figure of this man appeared both real and fake as if his body was in flux. He appeared solid in one moment and a stray gust of wind would make his body shake as if it was made from smoke. Yet his feet pressed against the ground signifying that his presence was tangible.
