In the fading light of dusk, an observation began. A figure emerged from the grassy field, moving with an unsettling purpose. It was a Man, lurching past on two incredibly stiff legs. A profound rigidity was evident in his every move. He did not look their way, but simply hurried on, a mechanical stranger in a silent world.
Hidden within the treeline, a plan took shape. Ger, ever the pragmatis...
