Rocky and the Railroad
Your apartment is mostly unfurnished, but the new city with the new horizons makes up for that, at least for you. Besides, you smile as you pull out your game machine, the 'scriff-enabled' Xbox. Its an old friend that has kept you company when you were in a new place looking about to find new friends.
You're sitting down on the floor in front of the TV, controller in hand, and a glass of water to your right, and you hear a noise at the door. Seeing as this is a bad neighbourhood, you get up, slip your pistol in the back of your black jeans, and poke your head out.
A cat rushes in.
It runs about like its looking for someone, probably the previous occupant, and then you see it going like a beeline for the water. You start running for it too because you can see the accident about to happen. The glass starts to tip, and becomes awkward for your home invader to sip out of, and so it leaps away. The glass flops down on the controller just as you dive, and miss the glass.
There's a scorch, some black smoke, and then a white flash rips out of the Xbox and slams into you....
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You wake, feeling jostled about, and cold, but not bitterly so. There is a steady hum, a low roar that continues without halt. You feel like your hands are touch cold metal, and you smell oil.
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