The night passed and the dawn crept back into view.
Yet as the sun peaked on the horizon, ready to blanket the city in its warm embrace. It was met with sky roaring with thunderstorms.
The sky covered in dark clouds that almost looked ominous,
Rain pouring down on the earth below, covering the city with the smell of soil.
Alex woke up early, his internal clock not allowing him to even get a second more of 'unnecessary' slumber.
He sat up on his bed, hair looked like a bird nested on it, his eyes fluttered open as he looked around his room,
Any hint of morning drowsiness disappeared the moment he opened his eyes.
He scanned the room; his eyes darted to the doors and the window.
Then a sound echoed in his mind.
[Good morning, Host, 6-hour sleep cycle complete.]
'Copy...'
He got up from his single bed, walked to his desk and placed his silver Colt back on the table.
Slowly, he walked up to the middle of the room,
Stretched his body,
Dispelling any stiffness that lingered.
