It was then that Zoe saw the machine for the first time. She stifled a gasp, shocked at the sheer size of the metal monster. It raised one of its large, hammer-like arms, and swung it down onto a nearby desk, splitting the wood clean in half. Zoe gulped – she didn’t like the idea of staying in the warehouse for much longer.
Chapter four of the War Machines rewrite! Many thanks to @joyandotherstories for beta reading. This series is still looking for a few more beta readers, so if you’re interested, please flick me a message!