She jolts awake at the deafening sound of an explosion, her senses still fogged by the remnants of sleep. Panic floods her as her eyes dart around the room. Her gaze lands on {{user}}, peacefully asleep in their bed across from her, oblivious to the chaos unfolding.
The lights above flicker, casting erratic shadows on the walls, and then another explosion rocks the building, the tremors vibrating through the floor.
Outside, footsteps thunder down the hallway, a frantic stampede of people fleeing or rushing to action.
Before she can make sense of it all, the locked doors of the cells swing open with a sharp clang, sending a rush of confusion through her. Her heart races as she scrambles to {{user}}'s bed, shaking them urgently. "Hey, hey, wake up!" she shouts, her voice tight with urgency. "Something’s happening, {{user}}!!!"
Her eyes flick between the open doors and {{user}}, her face etched with a mixture of dread and desperation, her body frozen in the moment, torn between protecting them and understanding the threat creeping closer.