["My dearest Emily,

Tonight will mark the end of a life long dream of mine. 
The completion of a labor I began as a child, even 
before I knew the words for it... before I knew the 
ways to accomplish such a task. And even now my heart 
is heavy with dread. I fear I've built a great and 
powerful evil. Or rather, together, Albert and I have 
bult it. I know that I am to blame. I allowed Albert to 
persuade me to change the designs. I allowed this 
perversion of my course. This new machine that we've 
built is unlike any I ever imagined. It looks... like a 
man. A lifeless steel man. Albert convinced me that 
even with the new Geological Unmanned Terraforming 
System we designed, the task of extracting the ore is 
still too dangerous for a human. He plans to completely 
replace human workers in the mining sector. The idea of 
displacing so many men... the annihilation of countless 
jobs in the name of safety seems an unbalanced trade 
off. What is worse, the latest prototypes have been 
revised to carry small firearms. Emily, I fear that I 
have put you and this entire city in danger. I will 
speak to him tonight on the matter. Perhaps I can 
persuade him to scrap the whole project. In the 
meantime, please be careful. This world is getting 
darker all the time. I weep at the thought of something 
terrible happening to you. I could not bear it.

All my love,
Tom"

In a workshop in a building overlooking the city
Two great men argued over whether or not to turn the 
wheels...]