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Grun’s Journey in the Wasteland


Grun was going to drive his Dodge Journey across the barren desert once again. He still didn’t fully understand how the world had turned into this wasteland, but he wasn’t going to dwell on it too much.  The sun was going to rise soon, casting long shadows on the cracked earth, and Grun knew it was going to be another hot day.

As he was driving, he noticed something unusual on the horizon. A strange vehicle was coming his way, kicking up dust in the distance. Grun squinted, trying to make out what it was. He wasn’t sure, but it looked like something straight out of a movie, a cross between a truck and a dune buggy, with massive tires and spikes sticking out at odd angles.

When the vehicle got closer, Grun saw that it was being driven by a man with a rugged face and intense eyes. The man stopped next to him, leaning out of the window. “You’re driving a Dodge Journey?” the man said, his voice gruff but curious.

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Grun frowned. “Yeah, I’ve been wondering how we’re going to keep our cars going without gas. What are you using?”

Max leaned closer. “It’s a combination of things. We’re going to be relying on solar power and any scraps we can find. Some people are going to be using wind turbines connected to old engines. It’s not perfect, but it’s going to keep us moving for a while.”


Grun looked at his car thoughtfully. “Maybe I should upgrade my Dodge,” he said. 






“What do you think?”

Max nodded. “Yeah, you'll have to modify it. First of all you'll need to reinforce the chassis. You’re going to be driving over rough terrain. You’ll also need to add some armor. Out here, it’s not just the land that’s dangerous—it’s the people too.”

Grun was already imagining how his car was going to look with all the upgrades. “I’m gonna need to find some scrap metal and tools,” he said. “Anyway, I think it’s going to work.”

Max smiled. “You’re going to be just fine out here. It’s a tough world, but once you get the hang of it, you’re going to love it. There’s a strange freedom in not having to worry about the old rules.”



   

 



 



  


 

  


 


    


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