Alright, consider that transmitter bought. Lets move on to the second day.
Toaster:
Sleep comes with some degree of difficulty, and you drift through the night half conscious, terrible dreams gnawing on the edge of your mind. Half glimpsed horrors and terrible dread, a feeling of something crushing down upon you and a distant sound you can never quite tell if you're hearing or imagining. A cold, hollow hiss or wail, slowly growing closer. You wake up in the early morning, 5 am by the clock. It should still be dark, but you can see reddish light coming from outside. Somewhere in the distance is the sound of sirens and an indistinct murmur of yelling.
Pyro:
You sleep quite well, all things considered, and wake up when your alarm goes off. At first, you think you must have set it for the wrong time, or slept through the earlier rings, since the brilliant crimson of sunrise is already boiling through your open windows. But the clock is right; it's the sky thats wrong. There is no sun, just a low moon near the horizon and faint stars lost in a sky turned strangely red and luminous. Black pillars of smoke rise into the discolored sky; buildings below yours, scattered about the visible city and suburbs, are burning. Far too many and too scattered to be an accident. Rolling through the streets a few blocks away, you can make out what looks like a tank or apc of some sort.
RC and Kri:
The sleep that comes, troubled and restless, lasts only a few hours. The LCD clock in your rooms (Which are connected, by the way) reads 3:35 when you're both awakened by something. A loud crashing noise from several doors down, to the right of your rooms. It sounds like wood splintering. You sit in the dark and listen. You hear it again, this time mixed with the sound of metal ringing as it strikes something hard. You hear heavy boots and heavier, seemingly obstructed or labored breathing, mixed with the sound of a powerful motor idling. A faint red glow leaks in from the closed venetian blinds and casts harsh red gashes across the darkened room.
Xan:
I'm throwing you back in bed at home. If you have any problems with that, pm me and we'll work out your actions through pm's real quick. If not, Assume you had a similar awakening as pyro, since you're in the same building and all.
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