"What?!"
"The— the furnaces have gone cold! The last of the skilled workers keeping them running have all walked off the job! They've all gone cold!"
"Are they insane?! H-How… Just— Just tell me it’s only your factory! Tell me it’s just yours!"
"It’s the same everywhere!! Every last skilled worker who stayed until the end has walked out! Every single furnace in Scrap Yard is cold! No one’s working in the mines, either! What are we supposed to do?!"
The whiskey bottle in Biyas’s hand slipped from his grasp.
The glass shattered against the floor, spilling whiskey like spilled blood across the ground.
But Biyas didn’t even notice.
Hahahahaha YESSSSS JONATHAN YESSSSSSS
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