<strong>Amy Saunders, Science Lab</strong><br/><br/>Amy's eyes fluttered closed and then open. Awake. Asleep. Awake. Asleep. How easy it was to just slip away. Almost too easy. The exhausted insomniac struggled to keep her head propped up by her elbows, chin constantly slipping off her palms as the computer terminal she was stationed at neared the end of its diagnostics review. Numbers and strings of numbers, and little bright flashes of code and technical information raced down the screen, constant beeping and clicking noises filling the air as the monitor flickered and chugged along. Amy lifted her glasses to rub at her sockets, hands digging into her skull as she took in a deep breath and released it as a tired sigh. She was going on sixteen hours now, and still had a mountain of paperwork to write up along with the data being sent from the terminal report. Will it ever end? The grind. How monotonous.<br/><br/>"Hey Amy..." Jason, a colleague of Amy's whispered as he leaned back in his swivel chair, nearly toppling back before quickly rolling his seat over next to the busy lab rat. "Hey, look I know how these new sub-system routines they're making us run through are a total drag. First they tell us practical applications is off-loading their database onto us so they can manage resources, then they make us change our whole management protocol entirely because someone upstairs doesn't feel like pressing a couple buttons." His eyes rolled around and his mouth shot off, perspiration beading on his forehead as he gently tapped her arm. "But, hey look...if you need anymore of those mentats I can get em for you from medical. Just...ya know, let me know, alright? Free of charge..."<br/><br/>Amy managed to lift her head of her own accord for just long enough to turn it and smile faintly to Jason. He had been trying to get under that jumpsuit of hers for a few months now since he was relocated to the science department. Amy wasn't exactly swooning over lover boy, but he constantly insisted on doing her favors, and he was nice enough, aside from the ulterior motive he carried around with him wherever he went. Amy's desk was already packed with a few boxes of Mentats, and she pulled open her drawer to point them out to the anxious, fidgety co-worker. "I think I'll be good for a while, but ya know, you should be careful Jason, if the Overseer finds out you're stealing supplies, all this extra work is going to be the least of our problems. I'm already being watched as it is, they still think I'm hiding something from them about my fathers work. I know they're just waiting for me to foul up." Jason brushed a hand back through his hair as he peered inside the desk and then back up to Amy. "Yeah, yeah, look, don't worry about me. I know people in medical, they told me they're too backlogged to even notice when something goes missing. Trust me, I'll be fine, try not to worry about the Overseer, he's just trying to blow some steam up your ass. Him and his minions, heh, they're harmless. Gotta keep your best and brightest on their toes if you want em working their hardest am I right? They're all bark and no bite." His grin was sheepish and full of itself, a lot like its wearer.<br/><br/>A loud thunderous roar rumbled and shook through the vault, the alarm that followed immediately blaring itself throughout the halls as chaos and pandemonium ran rampant upstairs. The sounds of gunfire and screaming filled the corridors, echoing and bouncing off metal and glass before settling amidst the chaos of noise. Amy and some of the others in the science lab all looked to each other as their hearts dropped into their stomachs, time standing on end as the rush of orders and procedure was drilled at them from above.<br/><br/><br/><br/>