Chapter Eight: Familiar Faces

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The car sits in the room idly, dust slowly accumulating on the vehicle, with its motor cold without a start. But then, a crackle and a bit of static comes out of the radio, as the lights inside the car switch on and come to life. Then, the radio dials turn and twist, as it picks up on the frequency, picking up a message.

"Calling all Autobots. Calling all Autobots..."

Within less of a second than ever, the Lancia's engine spluttered and revved to life. The gearstick moved from neutral to reverse, and the car accelerated out of the garage and showroom, smashing its way out of the roller door, and sliding to a halt in an alleyway. The car shifts into gear, and races out of the alleyway, out onto the city streets, and heads forth to the coordinates that had been provided by the message.

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Dallas

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

Dallas. A modern metropolis in north Texas, a commercial and cultural hub of the region. Downtown's Sixth Floor Museum at Dealey Plaza commemorates the site of President John F. Kennedy's assassination in 1963. In the Arts District, the Dallas Museum of Art and the Crow Collection of Asian Art cover thousands of years of art. The sleek Nasher Sculpture Center showcases contemporary sculpture. The city has been around since the 1820's, and is the fourth largest metropolitan area in the United States.

Down at a lone home just outside of the city, there was a large red truck parked outside on the front lawn, marked with a 'For Sale' sign on the back of the truck, with a starting price of around $35,000. The truck is a 1992 red GMC Topkick, outfitted with a single cab, with four rear wheels, along with two large exhaust pipes behind the cab, the tyres all off-road sets.

The truck had been sitting out front of the house for over a few months for sale, but nobody has come along to pick up the truck at all

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

The truck had been sitting out front of the house for over a few months for sale, but nobody has come along to pick up the truck at all. The vehicle remains in its place, nobody even walking up to the 4x4 truck. But, while the truck sits in place, the radio crackled to life, as a message began to play over on the speakers.

"Calling all Autobots. Calling all Autobots..."

The truck's interior and exterior lights turn on, just as it's 300hp 6.6L Duramax turbo Diesel engine roared to life, smoke shooting out of its exhaust pipes for a moment until it disappeared. The truck shifted into gear, just as the parking brake is released, and the truck began to drive away from the home, heading off down the road with a roar in its engine.

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