In the dark green night.
The ground was full of black spikes protruding from the floor. Some of them were humongous metal plates, some were the battleship's bow, but most of them were strips of broken alloy steel bars. The entire ground was densely covered with a large jungle, erected with steel trees.
Between various metal trees rising from the ground, there was a small path that was the width of an earthworm, stretching and leading towards the distance.
On a small black road, the white motorcade was moving as slow as a snail, driving along the small and winding path.
Hoot…
The engine sounds of the motorcade were extremely low. The yellow lamp post constantly swept across its surroundings, then penetrated its light through the green mist and into the distance.
