[ all right, cool, THIS MAY AS WELL FUCKING HAPPEN. so after waking up in the dark and locating everyone one by one, and the whole radio thing (the twilight zone?) they finally have achieved actual light beyond dim ipod lighting probably.

dave recognizes some but not all of the people around; so that's...a thing. ]

Welcome to the Twilight Zone, apparently - uh, I do not know everyone, I'm Dave. Time's bein' weird still, for the record - does everyone have all their limbs and shit after all the fightin'? Also what the fuck.

[ he sounds calm despite, you know, everything. why this. also he's wearing his shades even in the terrible lighting. WHY THAT.

also he has a friendly ghost shadowing him still. ]