The Exile

My name is Eliot Jenkins. I was a famous innovator of advanced technologies for Musk Industries, my life was simple, and I lived without care, until one fateful day I fell in love with a beautiful woman who belonged to another man. Her jealous husband complained to President Musk who had me banished from my home, and from all that I knew, exiled from the city and the Socs to the outskirts of Toronto where the Greasers reside.

The last thing I remember was seeing security escort her away before darkness took me. Working at Musk Industries I had heard rumors, stories of exiles though I never thought I would be here, another story or rumor. I woke washed ashore, filthy from the polluted wastewater and the back of my neck sore no doubt from the injection that rendered me unconscious. I observed my surroundings and noted the large irrigation tunnels, a project I not only worked on but helped develop during my time with Musk Industries. As I peered at the massive city towering over this low land, I was startled by a nearby