It was almost 3 am, gaming had it's clutch on your sleeping schedule. It was the holidays, so who cares? You went to bed, mind buzzing with the aftermath of action filled gameplay. You were almost asleep before a sound disturbed you.

The figure turned around, trying to adjust his vision in the darkness. He grasped the radio on his vest tightly, trying to make contact with his team but being met only with jarring static.

"... dammit."

Defeated after many tries he moved to your window, peeking out of it. The whole room was silent, it made you tense to break it.