[i][u]Reawakening.[/u][/i] [b][u]Random-ass city, North America.[/u][/b] [b]A retro looking tin cylinder rose up from the black tarmac of a random-ass road. The glass lid hissed, before raising up, and ejecting a teenager from inside. He gasped for air, the pressure of the world around him burning his skin, before settling. He was on his hands and knees, visibly shaken. He glanced around at the world around him.[/b] [i]"Rude awakening,"[/i] [b]He though, his breathing loud and ragged.[/b] [spoiler]Open. [/spoiler]