Study Briefings - BMED Week 5
Introduction For Study Briefings
He tells you his master would like to meet you.
But you know it is not your fault.
Please put on a hard hat, located on the hooks to your left, and follow me into the auxiliary
room." You strap on an orange hard hat and enter a large space filled with crisscrossing
pipes that extend as far as the eye can see.
A few hours later, you are awakened by the
You agree, thinking nothing of it and assuming it's like any other delivery
the store gets.
Your dog was watching your husband as he was vigorously scrubbing his
Since you were children, your best friend Anne has had dreams of becoming more
powerful than her father and uncle, and you knew that, as she rose, she would take you with
But the first morning you entered the shop after he passed, it felt strange.
explosion of air and smoke erupts from the box, shattering the nearby windows.
pumpkin is carted away to its new home, you see the stranger in the crowd, a stern
expression on her face.
Each time the process has been the same: Time seems to slow down,
your body begins to freeze, and your mind becomes quick as lightning as you study the
Instead of the old lady who usually teaches your class, there is a young and
beautiful substitute teacher with auburn red hair.
Closing your eyes, you take a dead mouse
from your pocket, cup it in your hands, and begin to chant, causing ire amongst the
You quickly investigate, finding a small band of survivors who have
managed to divert supplies and energy to one sealed section of the ring.
You are a nurse
who works at a rural hospital in an Appalachian Mountain town.
Complete domination of Earth happened relatively quickly.
When healed, the gentle
beast rises and lowers its glowing horn to you.
It's also stressful, burdensome, and
depressing, yet you genuinely care about the couples and they respond to you.
you notice the lights in the homes are on.
She is completely drenched from the storm, but
that only seems to intensify her incredible beauty.
You've spent the last 12 years as a long-
distance merchant, cargo serviceman, and—in bad times—smuggler.
You hate your
manager, and you hate working at Burger Hut, but most of all you hate the smell of French
fries cooking in a rancid vat of oil.
The sleepiest one erupts at least once a week, and the
others range from once an hour to a constant flow of magma.
As you got older, you feared
that people would find you odd if you said you could talk to dogs, so you only ever
communicated with the canines when you were alone.