Heaven Piercer

The Calm

You awoke to J shaking you vigorously, saying something about asking for help.
Duly noted... AND IGNORED!
Instead, you completely disregarded her and continued your eternal slumber.
She didn't give up, and continued, using more force the longer it dragged on.
"Come oooon.... Lemme sleep."

J: "Get up!"

"You guys barely need any sleep, just lemme go on for a few more hours..."

"What, do you have a hangover or something?"

...

You weakly opened your eyes revealing J looking like she was having the worst time of her life.
Her screen showed large eye-bags with a very frustrated expression.
Turning your head, V and N didn't look too much better. They were both crawling on the floor clenching their heads.
Ignoring how that was even possible you closed your eyes.

J: "Get up and help us!"

Grumbling, you slowly rose.
"I don't know how you damn robots work, but can you still sleep?"

J: "Yes, bu-"
You immediately yanked J onto the other side of the bed and resumed your slumber.

J: "H-hey! You can't just..."
"Shoosh."

You rolled and looked at the groaning couple on the floor.
"You two sleep aswell, it's the best way to get rid of it."
Eyes closed, you tried to sleep, but struggled.
"Agh, fucken J, getting me up..."
J tried to follow you but you just shoved her back down.
"Sleep."

You carefully stepped over the two on the floor and tried to find Uzi.
Nope, not on the computer, not anywhere inside the dorm. The front door opened with a silent woosh. Industrial steel walls were all you would see for a while to come.

Damn it Uzi, where could you be?
Class? What day is it?

"System, what day is it?"

More garbled gibberish played through your speakers.
The fuck?
The words "-day" appeared on your screen.
Scrambled numbers and symbols replaced the other letters.
Not. Fucken. Helpful.
You haven't gotten the bunker layout down pat yet so you sort of just stumbled about.
Some kind of cargo bay filled with shipping containers lay before you.
The hell is absolute solver? Some kind of shipping company?
A sign caught your eye.
Cryosleep?
Holy shit, there might be more humans!
You followed the signs directions and went down a flight of stairs.
Your foot crushed a skull while you jumped off of the last step.

Brushing decayed bone off of your foot you saw a bunch of cool Fallout-4 Esk cyrosleep Pods. Inside each one was a skeleton. Guess it really was accurate to Fallout.
One of the pod doors was open with a skeleton laying on the ground.
Poor bastard...
You sat down, examining your surroundings.
It most certainly did feel kind of creepy all alone, with long dead people.
The cold floor felt hostile in a way if that was even possible.
Albeit a small bit disappointing, it wasn't anything too sad. Just reaffirmed that you would be alone here until you died. Maybe you'd go insane and do the classic "hand puppet" routine.

Ack, guess you should keep looking.
Right as you went to get up you heard a voice.

???: "What are you doing, Agent?"

You sat back down, a bit confused.

"Sitting down."

???: "You know what I mean."

"Well, it's a long story."

???: "I've got time."

"Of course..." You sighed.

"When I came down here, I tried following the mission plan. I found out what was keeping the disassembly drones back and turns out they made a colony with a industrial steel door stopping them from coming in. Didn't feel like helping out anymore."