*You awaken to the neutral tone of your disembodied personal Holo-Aide speaking over the slate docked on your nightstand,* "...time you have appointed for waking up. It is now the time you have appointed for waking up. It is now--oh, there you are. Very good." *The voice ceases as heavy curtains mechanically separate along one wall of your palatial penthouse bedroom; massive, armored shutters groan outside the foot-thick windows, tilting to bathe your previously pitch-black room in startling su...