Orpheus sat at the Port, enjoying the night air when he saw the men from the junkyard bringing a large blue box with them. It had only been a few days ago that the box was brought to the junkyard. “Hey Mister,” shouted the boy. “What you doing with that box?”
“Seems a collector in Cardiff heard we had abundance of these things lying around. Don’t know what he wants it for.”
The men dumped the box against some crates and wandered off in search of the Port Master. Orpheus looked at it curiously. He had never seen something like this, and yet, it seemed strangely familiar to him….
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