“Where are we going, Daddy?”
“A million miles from here.”
Cutting through a thick layer of smoke and soot, we landed at a place characterized by countless heaps of rubble, withered vegetation, and pathetic sunlight. Our android guided us to a bleak spot where hundreds of things in twisted shapes lay scattered. “Do you see some toys around, android?”
Android said nothing.
Confused, my son asked, “So horrible! What’s this place?”
“This place? Oh, it had been my home before two greats went mad on the same day and at the same hour.”