Browsing dreamily through the options available to her, her hands slid gracelessly across the buttons. Her eyelids slowly began to slip shut, but focussing with as much energy as she could muster, she hit a few more buttons. A startling bleeping noise snapped her out of her fatigue induced stupor and she catches herself, an entire remembrance of the evening sort of hitting her. Realising her location as if for the first time, she quickly pulls her underwear up and gazes intently at the Chronivac screen to gauge the extent of the damage she has caused.
Rain was suddenly startled by the countdown on the screen, which according to the text was for something completely random; a fact that sent her into an almost blind panic. In her haste to try stop the ever decreasing numbers, the Chronivac slipped from her hand and dropped under the cubical door.
Her face contorted momentarily and she prayed that there was nobody else out there. Her brain quickly recited more prose.
'The lights are too bright,
and the truth too much a void,
clichés about the darkness make
my soul tarnished and annoyed.'
She didn't have time for these thoughts!
"Hey, what's this?" came a male voice from outside.
"Don't...don't touch anything!" Rain called hurriedly.
"Is that a girl? What are you doing in there?" he asked.
"What does the display say?" she asked from her hideout.
"It's counting down. Five...four...three," he starts.
So Rain flinches and braces herself.