<strong>Sunset</strong><br/><br/>Alan woke with a start as he was plucked from his oh-so-comfortable booth seat bed.  He looked on in horror at being woken by a fireman. For a brief moment his mind immediately thought the club was burning down, so he looked around, this way and that. No smoke, no visible flames, no strange smells other than the odd smell of used fire gear.  "Is this place going up? If so, there are others here too make sure you. . ."<br/><br/>He stopped speaking to hear the remainder of the story, and after it was finished he was glad to see the building was not in fact on fire.<br/><br/>Alan had been let go by the fireman at this point, and he was going to raise his voice, being rather grumpy at the prospect of being woken, but as soon as the light burned out and Carrie passed out, Alan felt still tired, and although several things were going on that he did not consider normal, he felt a strong enough pull to put his back down against the booth and try to drift back in to slumber for just a little longer.<br/><br/><br/><br/>