[Waking up in another reality is a harrowing experience. His body and mind ache over an hour after regaining consciousness. The bloodcurdling scream of a young woman had pierced his ears during a monochrome nightmare. Now here in the waking world it feels like her voice has etched itself into his bones.

His body is exhausted. His mind is lethargic

But he cannot allow himself to rest and ignores how his fears and emotions linger when he puts himself to work.

Perhaps the individual standing behind him finds his examination of a broken engine curious. Or they have sensed something a little untoward with how deeply he is focusing upon reading the manual or analysing various sketches and drafts of machinery. But he shows his awareness of their presence when he asks a question.]

Do you understand why great artists and engineers are alike?