His eyes opened for a split second, closing them when the first ray's of light hit. Waking up was a real chore for him. "What time is it?" No response, "Alarm what is the time?" He said still groggy from sleeping for a while. "Alarm?" He opens his eyes slowly and he sees the bright blue sky. He lays for a while, until he realizes what's wrong, "holy shit where's the fucking ceiling?!" Eyes wide open and suddenly full of energy he stands up on the wooden floor covered by dirt and rubble still that still hasn't been wiped away by the elements. Jacob makes sure he still has clothing on, he still has his shirt and pants as well as his shoes. He looks besides him and sees the ruins of his Floridian apartment complex most of it woped away by the elements but still some vehicles rusting and broken beyond use (but not repair) he then walks out curious and worried about what he might see in this new time. Still full of the American dream and optimism now gone in this world.
He is now ready to go out and explore.