He braced his hands against the grease-stained wooden crate beside him, trying to push himself up, only to find his palms already soaked with rust and machine oil, leaving two dark handprints on the wooden surface.
The metal carriage continued to bake under the blazing sun, roasting his sweat-drenched back. The fabric stuck to the sheet metal, and every tiny movement pulled painfully at his skin.
Just as he managed to raise his upper body, a wave of dizziness washed over him, and a dense flurry of stars exploded in his vision.
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