Maryanne's pov
Maryanne figured she had to stop fainting at unrequited times and places. It was not only harmful to her but also a major inconvenience.
She groaned and felt a burst of light seeping through her lashes. She breathed deeply and felt her forehead, it throbbed but was thankfully still intact.
Her eyes opened to an unfamiliar top of a giant war Machine. That woke her up all right. She was laid on a bed similar to the one in the hospital wing back in the prison, for a horrifying moment she thought the officers had caught up to her and locked her in again, but then she turned to her left and gasped at the strange sight.
Next to her on a chair was a man and machine blended together. The man had sunglasses on, in a ship, and his legs were mechanical. He also had a lab coat on
