I looked around me, various cogs, bolts and other mechanical equipment surrounded the entire area, the thick smell of oil flooded the streets as I gasped for air. After I regained my composure I decided to carry on, experiencing the ambiance of a busy street in the middle of an afternoon, a few cars sped down the road, but a heavy body of pedestrians took up most of the way, I looked at the reflection of a nearby shop window, I saw myself, skinny, short, blonde scruffy hair and worn clothes, I had noticed my goggles were beginning to slip off, so I repositioned them and continued my journey.

My destination was a small unnoticed shop in the corner of an alleyway, by now the crowd had considerably thinned out and I felt myself breathing a little easier, in-front of me stood a large towering door, it was painted bright red and the handle contained an unfamiliar pattern, I took a deep breath, and walked forward.