I felt the stings of pain slowly release so I looked up. There were movements around me, irreverent of my state of being.
Jack and I, we were both chained to the floater. The machine, same as the Halo from my lab connected us like before, but Handlers stood around, making sure that nothing gets out of hand. From the distance screams of joy and cheering seeped into my mind. The procession started.
Every year they mixed the program up a bit, still the festival essentialy stayed the same. But now they had to rush it, because of whatever happened in G City that pushed them out.
The coronation was nothing more just a display of power, but the Handlers seemed uneasy. Oldtown was a different terrain, and they didn't have enough time to completely understand the lay of the land. An attack could
