Restless Night

   


     B'eight sits bolt upright with a startling jerk.  Another restless night interrupted by... by nothing.  The dimly lit room looks exactly as it always does and, apart from the distant hum of machinery, is almost silent.

     "The stress of this place may finally be setting in." B'eight thinks.

     The pale glow from the nearby timepiece reveals that the alarm to wake up is set to go off in 11 minutes.

(What happens next?)

- B'eight goes back to sleep.  Every second of rest counts in this line of work.

- B'eight gets up out of bed with a certain determination.  "If my body is going to get me up automatically there is no point in wasting the extra time".

- B'eight reluctantly decides to get up.  "My luck, I will just fall asleep as the alarm goes off and end up cranky and groggy all day".

























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