Bridget Holt had gotten up this morning like any other morning. Damien jumps into her bed. Stares at her until she wakes up. When she does wake up, go start the coffee. Cook toast and scrambled eggs for her son with a glass of orange juice. Shower. Get dressed in a simple structured black dress with an open white blazer. Get Damien dressed. Curl her hair and apply some makeup while Damien watches a cartoon and plays with toy cars. Slip into some heels, put a jacket over Damien's tshirt and jeans. Get everything loaded in the car and head for the daycare across town. Today wasn't going to end up like every other morning however. After Bridget dropped her son off at daycare and headed to the high school where she worked as the History teacher, she turned on the radio. Blaring through the speakers was a warning about a... dome? What were they talking about? This had to be something like War of the Worlds... a prank. But Bridget was hesitant. Furrowing her brow she cautiously drove close to the edge of town and before she could even park to get out and see what was happening, a bird ran into some... invisible wall and fell to the ground. From inside her little blue prius, Bridget went wide eyed and open mouthed, not understanding. But whatever was happening, she needed to know more. She hoped Damien would be okay at daycare for now as she pulled into the nearest restaurant she saw with tvs, and stepped inside. Simply standing in the middle of the floor of the place, she stared up to a tv, the local news channel reading off a report on the strange invisible bowl over their small town.