The face said, “I am Weinborg! I have come to take you over! Your body is mine, your mind is mine, let’s goooo!”

“Didn’t really answer my question, fuckhead, did it?” Weinbagz began thinking to himself, unsatisfied with the vague response Weinborg gave him.

Before he could even fully form the thought, the car lurched into some kind of overdrive. Weinbagz felt his head slam against the seat and his face started to stretch back from the immense speed they were suddenly traveling at.

They had to be going 50, maybe even 60k mph. Maybe that’s an exaggeration but who really knows at that point?

All of a sudden, Weinbagz noticed something out of the corner of his eye. It was hard to tell at first, but as they sped towards it, he could make out a structure of some kind. At the speed they were going, the time it took for the structure to be a tiny blip on the horizon to a colossal factory looming high into the desert sky seemed to be an instant.

Weinbagz marveled at it. Blue and pink puffs billowed out of the smoke stacks, and the grid that lined the ground all around them pulsed with a blue electric hue. “What the fuck is this place?”