Although she was a witness herself, she had thought it was just an accident at the time, she did not expect it was just the tip of the iceberg. Now, things were escalating, and a larger iceberg beneath the water was slowly coming into collision.
D390 Industrial Zone, 69 floors underground.
This was the lowest region of the city, where the air was damp and hot. Massive dark red steel pipes crisscrossed back and forth, the heavy sound of machinery forging echoed in the distance, continually striking at a fixed frequency, with the large reverberations billowing through the pipes.
In the harsh industrial environment where no human figures could be seen, only lonely orange LED lights illuminated this steel jungle.
