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How do they call it? Radio?
Seen in the city. Can speak and sing a song.
Prewar technologies.
They could make different things then.
But we can't even use them.
Damn, how does it work?
They shot down a flying box. Iron demons.
They won't stop. It's time to get away.
They say there used to be trees and grass all around.
a lot of animals and birds.
I've seen it on old postcards. Beautiful.
Looks like high-tech.
I might exchange it for something usefull.
Three corpses and glowing green glass. That's strange.
That's it. An iron demon.
Sleeping under ground and waiting for victims.
Patient but stupid.
If it can't see enemies - they don't exist.
How do they call it? Logic?
Stupid iron demon.
Their creators were much smarter but the simplest survive.
Let's have a look what we can get hold of.
Nice cap.
I saw such one on the twinkling people from the past.
How do they call it? Cinema?
But I'm not in the cinema.
And this guy was squeamish to breathe our air.
It is not clean enough for him you see.
City ***.
But his watch is excellent.
Mechanical. Beautiful.
Should not tempt the Spirit of the wasteland.
He gives luck in little dozes.
And requires sacrifice.
Glowing glass...
Never seen such before.
May be my pocket classifier will help me.
Dangerous radiation!
Oops.
Oh, Great Spirit of the wasteland, I pray, impress on the Iron Demon that I'm dead.
It has believed.
Apparently my luck for this day hasn't come to an end yet.
Thanks a lot, oh, Great Spirit of the wasteland.
I owe you.
And what next? No ideas.
I've crawled half a meter.
It hides in a minute.
So, I'll crawl to the nearest hill in six hours.
But I have plenty of time to admire my new beautiful watch. And old one too.
How do they call it? Irony?