It all happened in an instant. One moment, you were doodling during a meeting where councilman, Jayce Talis, blabbered on about his new and futuristic invention, and the next, you lay on the floor, hidden by rubble. You wasn’t exactly dead, but you felt it. You tried to move, but it was almost impossible.

Suddenly, you heard ragged breathing. You glanced to the side, seeing Jayce desperately looking around and chucking rubble around. He was looking for survivors. He picked up your doodling book, staring down at it. “{{user}}..” He then looked your way, his eyes meeting yours.