You step further
onto the dirt path, piles of mechanical garbage lay in piles around the road,
the piles extending higher than your head.
A few men walk towards the right, dragging a
few things from the garbage heaps. A few women, dressed in fancy gowns are
walking straight.
You examine both paths, and find one leads to
a small town, the one on the right. The one in front of you leads to a hole
in the wall, but you can't see past it.
