Nov. 8th, 2015

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 THE INTERIM
      

A vast, barren wasteland of sand and rock, with no visible source of light and lightning storms chasing the horizon.  There are rusting cars, broken ships, abandoned desks, even a bed or two--whatever the ‘guests’ were touching when they were pulled in came with them, much of which was left abandoned.

Nothing electronic works.  Whether it’s the place itself or the act of coming through that fries the circuits doesn’t matter; your car/computer/cell phones are useless.  You can still choose to take them; not every desk lies intact, and grooves suggest others have determined to take their things no matter how difficult the task might be.  But I would suggest you hurry--those storms seem to be coming ever-so closer.

There is possible shelter from the oncoming storm: a single building, just within sight.  I’d start moving, if I were you.






STATION RED
      Home sweet home.  Also known as the quarantine zone.  A re-purposed military bunker, it's origins, history and location are unknown.  Currently mostly under lock down, Station Red was hastily turned into living quarters for the new, unexpected immigrants.  



HABITAT SUITES
COMMISSARY (CLOSED)
MESS/BAR
GATE ROOM 7 (CLOSED FOR REPAIRS)
COMPLAINT DEPT (CLOSED)
OBSERVATION (RESTRICTED)
CENTRAL POWER (RESTRICTED)