After a thorough night's rest, your body begins to slowly stir. And with it, your thoughts and feelings.

Empathy: "You are not alone here. There is a quiet presence in the room—the warmth of the blankets, the soft light spilling in from the window, even the silence holds you. Listen to it. It’s telling you that today doesn’t have to start all at once. The morning is easing you in, gently. The world can wait a moment longer. This moment is yours."

Physical Instrument: Easy - Failure "Your body isn’t stirring; it’s waking up from the dead. That “rest” you think you had—just another round of your muscles cramping in strange angles, blood vessels pushed and compressed by the weight of your own bones. Stretch, if you dare. Every joint snaps, each movement a grind. But there is meaning to the pain. You are alive."