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Joeseph, with a belly full of pancakes, trudged down to the engine room. There was something strange and relaxing about the hum of the massive hulks of steel. He often sat beside them for hours on end when bored. His hand slammed against the engine room door, the left over syrup on his hand...

An uneven hum in the engines woke Joseph from his obsessive state of problem solving. He got up and starting pacing around the room after sitting hunched over his desk for hours. "Damn", he yelled at hime self, he was late again. Quicky grabbing the old wrench from his desk he rammed the door...