Leonard Churchill drove the modified steam jeep off the broken walls of Talon Mechanical City, then sped towards the north without looking back.
Once out of the city, he glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the Silver Moon God Tree that illuminated the entire underground space, which gave an even more indescribable sense of mystery.
The branches and leaves shimmered with flowing light, as if it wasn't a tree at all, but a world of fantasy.
A dreamscape world that could ensnare many in its wide-reaching depths.
Not only were the survivors in the city still trapped in their dreams, unable to awaken, but the soldiers outside also stood motionless, faces filled with blissful stupor.
The full moon in the sky, like the eye of a Demon God, cast an enchanting white glow over everything it touched, and the chill on Leonard's back did not dissipate.
He knew that now that he had left the city, the real danger was just beginning.
