[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190429/9b8dafcf697a4def7ece1c5b30b48139.png[/img] Luke awoke the following morning at the crack of dawn, around 5:30 to 6:00 AM, from a loud moaning sound that resonated throughout the house. Luke leaped out of bed, his eyes scanning the vicinity in trepidation, before realizing that the TV screen in his room was blinking bright red and displaying the words “MORNING ALARM.” He sighed annoyedly, or maybe even a touch disappointedly. Though initially miffed at the sudden, unnerving, and very, very loud alarm, Luke was also quite glad that the alarm had woken him and given him time to enjoy the morning and explore the grounds. Quickly, Luke dressed into a casual outfit- a t-shirt and pair of khaki shorts, a light olive jacket, and a pair of beige hiking boots, before journeying downstairs. He noticed the fridge had been restocked with a variety of food items overnight, a revelation that surprised him as much as it miffed him- staff were entering their dorms at night, unless there was some strange magic at work. Casually taking a slice of bread from a loaf sitting on the counter, Luke sat at the counter, eating the slice while waiting for others to join him in the barren kitchen. To join him, perhaps, on new adventures through Death Island's many nooks and crannies. [b][color=EADB18]Speaks to:[/color][/b] [b][color=EADB18]Mentions:[/color][/b] [/center]