”Maybe it was never safe, they were waiting for the right opportunity to strike.” Expressing a dramatic reaction, the man swung his arms around while going back to one of the levers. He released a loud sigh in hopes that the air vibrations would break Luna's resistance. She shrugged. ”I'm just saying.”

 

”Give me a break. Just open the door. You know, people on their death beds only regret the things they never did.”

 

”If we live long enough to be on our death beds.” Luna kept going, pulling the darn lever.

 

”Sweetheart, you'll be back to your beloved gizmos before you realize.” He laughed while pulling the other darn lever, refusing to leave his dismissive demeanor behind with the garlic.

Revealing the mechanism was ingrained into the terrain, the gates silently disappeared. As soon as they drove past the mountains, sea smell invaded their noses. A thick fog foolishly attempted to hide the colossal buildings, these sticking out solemnly and evoking the image of gigantic guardians protecting their land. Luna could appreciate long roads between two different city ruins that connected each other, ironically looking like the metropolis was torn apart by them. Nature was reclaiming the empty paths; not a single abandoned truck, motorbike or regular car as far as Luna's growing myopia could reach.