In the beginning, it was like how it always started. Patrolling the outside to make sure none of the lacras get passed the gate. It started out just a normal day. My shift was about the end. Tony said to me, "Hey dude, are you going to the party tomorrow?". I had nothing to do that night so I might as well do something. When I came home, I just sat on my couch watching some t.v. At first, I was watching Sherlock: The Exile. My friends came over and we had some drinks and then we went to the bar. Of course we had to sneak into the club. We all carried our fake id's with us no matter what. No matter how hard the government tried, they couldn't tell if it was fake or not. We all got in. The guy behind us must have had a terrible id card because the alarm started ringing and a few seconds later, security was called over to escort him back home. That night was fun. Just me and my friends relaxing and having fun. After that, it was all a blur. In the news after that night, there said to be an attack on the city. The news reporter specifically said that it attacked the bar we were in. After that attack, we were more cautious with what we do.
