It's The End Of The World As We Know It

Tony's raincoat kept his upper half mostly dry but his jeans were a soggy, muddy mess. He found the apartment building and figured it was his best shot at finding dry clothes and maybe a warm place to sleep.

A funny-smelling mold grew in places on the first and second floors, which seemed to have been hit hard by the flood. The third floor was still iffy, so Tony was on the fourth floor, trying doors. Wonder if there's an 'open locks' spell on the laptop?

[Open to any UMass people who may have come with him or happened to show up in the same place.]

Buffy knew that it was likely a futile gesture to patrol in the aftermath of the apocalypse, but it was something normal, so she was clinging to it like a lifeline. Half of Sunnydale was dead or missing and it wasn't completely unfathomable that some of them might turn up as creatures of the night.

What she wasn't expecting to find in the cemetery was a swirling vortex. Despite her best efforts, she found herself and the bag she was carrying sucked into said vortex.

"Oh, great. Just what I needed. A portal to hell. Like my life wasn't already hell on Earth," she grumbled as she landed on her ass.

She stood up, brushed herself off, picked up her bag and looked around. Wherever she was resembled a college campus. "Okay, so maybe not hell on Earth," she revised. "Guess it depends on if there are killer finals though."


[open to anyone in the UMass group who might be there already or who might get deposited there by the portal!]