The hour after the central array died was not a time for celebration. It was a time for the people to catch their breath. The big room in the capital terminal was huge. It was like a world inside. When the loud humming noise from the logic cube stopped the room was quiet. You could hear every footstep on the floor. You could hear every cough from the people from Sector Ten. You could even hear the creaks of the big Turbine-One as it cooled down.Karl was still leaning against the steel plow of the locomotive. The white frost on the front of the machine was melting. It was dripping down the iron plates. Making small puddles on the floor. The air still smelled like the vapor from the machine.. Beneath that smell Karl could smell the familiar scent of wet soot cooling oil and hot iron. It made him feel like he was really there.We need to make sure the area around us is safe Karl said. His voice was quiet. It carried across the big room. It felt strange to talk without the digital networ