Dark... Dull... Dead... The morning was near, but the moon still casted a warning of fear...
The protests were still patrolling around the city, spreading the word of what they want. And what they wanted was not one bit good...
Jack awakened from his 5 minute sleep, probably the most he's slept in weeks since the protests started.
"Hey Jack, get any good sleep?" Ella questioned in concern and worry as walking into the room with crumpets and a glass of orange juice on a tray.
"What time did I fall asleep?" Jack wondered whilst taking the tray.
"About 6:01?"
"Really!? I've had about 5 minutes sleep..."
"New record!" Ella cheered, getting under the covers of the bed.
"Have you ever......