Chunks of Gone Days Chapter 68

Just as Cedric was holding Rowan to the hospital, on a small island on the edge of Africa in the southern hemisphere, a bungalow was emitting a faint light in the dark.

The machine inside was still working, and the numb-eyed workers stayed at their workstations and assembled the parts mechanically.

The unpleasant smell of rust and engine oil permeated the air.

No one would have thought that in an abandoned large lathe at the very corner of the room, there was a secret passage leading to the underground.

Compared with the noisy workshop, the underground rooms are obviously much quieter.