There were no indicators to reveal to him how high he’d been climbing. It felt like he was miles above the surface. Finally, the lift came to a stop.
He walked further and further, and each step took him closer to his fate.
He wrapped his bony fingers around the launch lever and pulled down hard. Steam burst out of the whirring machines as they began to groan.
The engine turned over with an encouraging rumble. It was to be her third journey off-grid this cycle.