So, where's the bartender when you need him?! What else can an old warrior that no one will ever remember do? Drink and tell tall tales...Do you know a sandy valley in the south-east, complete with a Lunatics outpost? The one they use to transport fuel? There is scrap metal, fragments of old machinery... Where the Lunatic lands slowly transform into the southern wastelands, where only the lost drive around. Of course you do, who doesn't...
Today of course it's all neat and sandy, and Pete's guys start races in the evening dunes, they converted helicopter cabins into shelters, and they've no idea where the iron comes from. So, listen.
Those who've been in the south know that it's a place of constant storms - sand flies everywhere, it crackles on your teeth - even under the mask. So, a plane once flew over that valley... Top secret. Eggheads really wanted something transported from the lab in the south. Some dangerous cargo... Some say it wasn't from our planet at all. But the timing wasn't right - just in time for a sand storm. But it was no simple storm, let me tell you. Never before had this happened, neither an orange lightning, nor intricate whirlwinds. I think these scientists themselves lured it. How, I do not know, do not even ask.
After about 5 hours, when the storm was over, some helicopters flew in, then they wheeled in more vehicles. They tried to get something out of the wreckage. They sent a team, it didn't return. They sent drones - they go haywire. They put up tents nearby, started to really dig in, and then it really struck them...
Only now, little by little the sand has been blown away by the wind, and the fragments are visible. And when an old scavenger - my mentor told me this, the area was closed. A pillar of sand all the way to the sky. And black flashes on white inside, like letters.
Go on, laugh, you, yellow-bellied kids. Just wait till I die, and nobody's gonna know how everything really was... But where's bloody bartender?!