Two months ago, the moon turned red.
'Blood Moon' it was called, a rare and magnificent sight, but nothing to be worried about. After all, it was just another part of the lunar cycle, albeit one most people hadn't seen before, but still just another part of nature. Only a few people questioned why it had happened outside of its usual cycle, the rest paid it little mind.
Not until they realized it wasn't leaving, at least.
When the Blood Moon rose, the sun stopped coming up. Rather, the sun seemed to have disappeared entirely from the Earth's view, and the Blood Moon never moved. It just hovered up there in the sky, large and ominous, bathing the planet with a tinge of red light that somehow provided the illumination they needed to get by. First people wrote it off, then a few days after, they started getting concerned, then worried, they threw questions at their governments in hopes of answers that they didn't receive.
About a week in, people started to panic. Frantically running through the streets, fighting, looting, with no idea what was happening or what it meant. However, it wasn't just the moon that brought on this panic. From the second day of the Blood Moon onwards, communications ceased. Phone lines went down, the internet was disabled, televisions stopped broadcasting and even radio signals ceased to work. Technology as a whole, with few exceptions, simply... Stopped.
You live in the city of Randal, California. When the panic and riots started, your city's government and police force stepped in sharply to restore order. Due to their timely, organized and most of all dedicated intervention the panic was mostly quelled in Randal, albeit not without a lot of property damage and a good number of casualties. At the very least, it is mostly safe to walk the streets, at least in comparison with other places.
However, you have no idea how bad things are elsewhere. With no communications, the only way to know what was happening was to leave the city yourself,
I am Inferi.
06-Feb-2016 01:11:27