Sunrise hit the loft flooding the make shift living room. Light bounced off the plain white walls until taken over by the glow of a small table top television. The clock on the wall read just about 7:45am, the long hand was just about at the nine. Noises could be heard from the lower part of the city as traffic moved through town. Morning commuters would be all that filled the streets in a matter of minutes. The locals would be walking to work or college in about an hour. A fresh morning breeze blew lightly through the lower portion of the waterfront. Ocean seagulls could be heard gawking, scavenging for breakfast- first catch of the day.