[Such a roar was the last sound Sam expected to hear, wandering the southwest---with what she knew to be there, it had always seemed serene enough; safe, certainly. Consequently, it's more curiousity than concern that brings her to the burial ground from the edge of earshot, until she gets her first glimpse of the probable source of the shout. What---whatever happened, it wasn't good, and she doesn't need to see the mech's face to know.]
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...Hey?