As night began to fall across the desolate city ruins, Trent had hope and fear in his mind and heart. "I was finally able to get the signal to go out, I just hope someone heard it... But more so, someone who wants to be part of the solution and not part of the problem."<br/><br/>After a final check of the "security system". Trent made his way to the little office he called home. Walking in to see the few possessions he has left from the life he had, none more important than the family picture that was taking the Christmas before. Climbing into the makeshift bed and pulling the covers up over his body, he rolled onto his side and stared at the picture, until he was in the land of dreams.