[ WP ] A child is playing in the woods and stumbles upon a piece of 'Old Earth ' technology , managing accidentally to turn it back on ...

Anna, a Zri girl, like thousands of others on this milling wet day, is foraging the jungle for glass. Quick fire-starters are being given to all citizens of the Ebon clan, made from repurposed refracting glass. As clan numbers have grown, expeditions were being mounted to destroy the threat, the world. Anna was a warrior-gatherer on the unexplored end of Snaketail Bush. As she was putting thin shards of glass in a canvas shoulder bag, between her fingers was a smooth piece of plastic this time. A voice spoke. It was a machine. It's lights flickering on in a forest-covering of bramble and aged moss. Anna does n't know but this is a science droid, batteries waking up for a Guest Passer who appears to have wandered into a restricted area. “ Young lady, I'm just a Primitive Science Droid. Please, allow me escort you back to the courtyard with modest penalty. Or I'll have to inform Any Roid. 
 
 Just through the palm fans ahead, Anna sees an fenced in, droid patrolled, military compound that has n't seen a living human being in 140 years.
