AntiPion

Langidly strumming his guitar, the blood-spattered mechanical expert, Joseph Gottam (codename: Engineer), thought back on the hectic past few days. He drifted back about three days, to the scorching noontime sun of Arizona. He had said a tearful farewell to his wife of ten years, louder than he should have had to, so she'd hear him over the shrill whistle of the steam engine about to pull out from the station. As he bundled himself onto the train, he shouted back once again, over the sluggish chugging of the pistons drawing the engine, and carriages behind it, out along the tracks, into the summer sun, and away from his dear lil' wife. As th