The Making of Nibola Calton31

“I never knew about this. This is horrible,” replied Nick as his eyes took everything Sandra showed him in. Sandra was right he realized. He was a warrior; a warrior for the people not the corporations which he would have joined if he had not been offered the chance to disappear.

After driving for about fifteen minutes Sandra slowed and stopped the bike and climbed off and walked towards the edge of the drop. Nick followed suit. In front of Nick was a large open site with tall chimneys and large buildings. The chimneys were spewing smoke and all the buildings were lit by lights.