C54 Hydrogen production

"Brother Seven, how could it be you? I thought we were saved." I rubbed my eyes and realized I had just had a dream.

The sky was already bright and Old Seven's face was still full of dejection. I curiously asked him what was wrong.

"Good boy, how could this happen!" Old Seven pointed to the river behind him and kept lamenting.

I crawled up and looked in the direction Old Seven pointed at