<strong>Maggie Foss</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Mags' room, Foss apartment, 3rd floor at Riverwalk Apartments<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Jin<br/><hr/>As the signal hangs quiet for a moment too long, Mags wonders quietly if she is capable of opening this conversation.  Jin's voice, a girlish digital 'hello', is like a flash of dawn... the only person she can hear, see, or even imagine being alive right now, and the only sound over the hum of the refrigerator motor down the hall.<br/><br/>Even so... this is a far cry from asking the teacher for help in study hall-- a monumental task in itself.   "Um," Maggie starts, "Jin, right?"  She swallows, "I'm sorry, this is Maggie Foss, from school... I ah..." she starts to tear up in embarrassment, and her voice breaks slightly as she continues, "I had your number, from before.  Something... something's wrong here?"  Somehow this is a question, although there's no doubt about it.<br/><br/>"Everyone's gone."  She pulls the cord on her mother's window blinds and stares out into the streets, where the interstate sits like a dead snake, devoid of headlights for the first time Maggie's ever seen.  "I hoped maybe you weren't gone too."