I need sleep so I might not reply soon

Trooper: Man. This place...

*Is's all silent, save for the wind*
*Nobody is nearby

Trooper: ...

Clara: "Eh, everyone I cared about died a long time ago..." *goes to look for other humans anyway*

*Is's all silent, save for the wind*
*Nobody is nearby

Clara: "Hmmm..." *keeps going*

*You shudder to think of what may have happened. The city is only ruins now*

Clara: "Keep it together... Is anyone out there?.......Anyone?

*out of the darkness, a figure appears* Dexter: Th'name's Dexter. I'm an agent for a civilization restart program known as the Organization. I've been waiting for someone to wake up for around a week now.

Clara: "Ok...?"

*He smiles* "Do you want to come back to Organization HQ?"

Clara: *nods*

Von: "Woah..."

*Is's all silent, save for the wind*
*Nobody is nearby

{Von starts walking around.}

*the wind dies down leaving everything sient*

Von: "Damn..."

*a rustle*

Von: "Huh?"

blobie: uhhh

the shit:

Archer: Urgh. What year is it? *Looks around* Hello? Where is everyone?

*Dexter pulls a handheld radio from his shorts* "Dexter to base?"
*inaudible* "I have a cryopod survivor here, can you send a vehicle to pick us up?" *more inaudible voices* "ten-four." *he puts the radio back in his pockey

*pocket

Archer: Do what's some things I should know?

So

"Well, you don't really have any context on what's going on, so we'll tell you what happened. And maybe we could assign you a role in the Organization. If you're not content with wandering the building and eating canned food."

Archer: I'm not. I want to help any way I can

"We have several open positions. The Organization was only created 2 years ago, so not a lot of survivors are found and even less want to go risk their neck again." *he chuckles* "A person like you who wants to help is practically a miracle"
*a rumbling is heard* "It'll all be explained further once we get to the building"

Archer: Okay

*a large vehicle with treads instead of wheels is parked outside* Driver: Get in the back!
*the back of the truck is like a military transport truck; benches line the sides and a tarp held up with wooden beams covers the whole back* "Back to base, Hugh!" shouts Dexter

Archer: *hops in "

*The ride is not pleasant but not very long. Soon, the base is in view*

Archer: Glad we're here.

*Is's all silent, save for the wind*
*Nobody is nearby

Archer: *gets up and starts walking around*

*Wood splinters crunch under your feet. It seems that the only cryopod that was saved from whatever happened is yours. The other pods hold naught but bones*

Archer: Ohhhh. *Heads to the roof of the building*

*a piercing whisper penetrates the silence* ???: So you're the lucky winner.

Archer: What the? Who said that?

*out of the darkness, a figure appears* Dexter: Th'name's Dexter. I'm an agent for a civilization restart program known as the Organization. I've been waiting for someone to wake up for around a week now.

Archer: Oh nice to meet. You can call me Archer

"Greetings, Archer. Would you like to follow me to HQ?

Archer: Sure

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GrEy: "what the.."

*Is's all silent, save for the wind*
*Nobody is nearby

GrEy: *starts walking*

Kai: oh no

*Is's all silent, save for the wind*
*Nobody is nearby

Kai: Oh god

*all of the other cryopods are missing*

Kai: o