connection off and Belle returns to her resting position.

Crossing the courtyard to the garage he opens the shutters to reveal the hulking mass of the 4x4 he was working on in his dream. “The Beast” as he liked to call it. The front grill looks almost like a battering ram and the panels have all been replaced with thick metal panels.

The windows are small, almost like the slits you’d see in the front of a tank or armoured personnel carrier, and the sliver of glass sitting in the gap is as thick as a thumb. Nothing was getting into this that wasn’t supposed to.

On the back there is what appears to be a large chair of some kind with clamps on either side. He starts the engine up by pushing a button