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The Final Countdown [August 1, 6:07 AM]
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morethanhumanIt was the light that woke him. Just a slight change in the brightness of the room, but it was enough to draw Erik from sleep. He blinked, his eyes still blurry, at first only able to register the blinking.
He sat up, frowning, rubbing hard at his eyes with the heels of his hands, twisting to look over at his window with a sense of dread slowly building in his stomach.
107:53:05... 04... 03...
The sight of the countdown put Erik in motion instinctively, almost mindlessly. He vaulted to his feet, grabbed a shirt and tugged it on, calling his communicator to him with a wave of his hand. As soon as it smacked into his palm, he pressed his thumb to the screen and dialed Mystique, heading for the door while it rang. No sooner had he opened the door and stepped out into the hallway than someone smacked into him, sending him reeling, the communicator bouncing out of his hand onto the floor.
He sat up, frowning, rubbing hard at his eyes with the heels of his hands, twisting to look over at his window with a sense of dread slowly building in his stomach.
107:53:05... 04... 03...
The sight of the countdown put Erik in motion instinctively, almost mindlessly. He vaulted to his feet, grabbed a shirt and tugged it on, calling his communicator to him with a wave of his hand. As soon as it smacked into his palm, he pressed his thumb to the screen and dialed Mystique, heading for the door while it rang. No sooner had he opened the door and stepped out into the hallway than someone smacked into him, sending him reeling, the communicator bouncing out of his hand onto the floor.