02:51 AM WIEN, PALACE OF THE PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC. Hello there guest. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! The city of Wien is usually quiet at night. With crime virtually non-existent, and the small presence of vehicles on the streets after sunset, it is very rare for its almost one million inhabitants to wake up due to honking drivers, loud exhausts and engine noises. The only sounds that could be heard from the bedroom of Volkskanzler Horst Grasser was a wail siren of a firetruck in the distance, but Grasser, who had his hearing damaged by decades of work as a welder at Ostmarkische Motoren Werke, continued to sleep unaware of how quick a calm and peaceful night can turn into a living nightmare. The phone dedicated to emergencies woke him up all of a sudden, causing him to turn around too quickly and disgracefully fall from the bed "SCHEISSE!!". He slowly stood up, in confusion, and looked around him before he realized the loud ringing came from that phone, the phone he never answered to. He crawled all the way to the table, swearing and cursing for the pain he had inflicted upon his right knee. Finally, he answered the call. "*LoudYawn* wha.. whass goin on.." "Herr Volkskanzler i am Generalfeldmarschall Steiner. I am deeply sorry to wake you up.. but there is a situation that requires your immediate attention." "ah.. Guten morgen Generalfeldmarschall Steiner.. yes.. i'm listening *YetAnotherLoudYawn*" "According to the reports i am receiving, CONPROFOR Ostmark forces have been ambushed during a rescue operation. We have lost contact with a platoon in Boulon. At the moment i cannot confirm nor verify the dynamics, or the number of casualties, Herr Volkskanzler.." It took almost one minute for Grasser to process those informations. And in the meanwhile just stood there, with his eyes barely open and the pillow's marks on the right cheek which he slowly scratched with his hand. "Herr Volkskanzler? Can you hear me?" ".. wait.. what.. hold on Steiner.. what in hell are you talking about.." "Herr Volkskanzler. I am in the meeting room with the Oberkommando of the People's Defense Force and the State Security Service. We will explain you the situation in detail once you are here, your Excellency". Steiner hanged up, but Grasser still stood there, holding the phone next to his hear despite a loud beeping had replaced Steiner's voice. It was in that moment that Grasser opened his eyes wide open and his jaw dropped. His mind was literally stormed by an infinite ammount of words and pictures. He let the phone drop on the ground and flipped over several objects as e ran up to the door. One of the Honor Guards standing infront of his bedroom opened the doors to investigate the noises. Grasser was running so fast he hit the guard, falling on the ground, again. He stood up from the dusty carpet, helped by the guard "Herr Volkskanzler!! Are you ok??" asked the guard, visibly worried "VERDAMMT!!!!" shouted the People's Chancellor. The guard held his position next to the door and watched Horst in his slippers and light blue pajama, with a fair ammount of perplexity, as he quickly disappered down the hallway "Why are these doors always closed!!!!!". After a few minutes he finally managed to reach the designated meeting room. The highest ranks of the Volkswehr, the Staatssicherheitsdienst, his sister Vizekanzlerin Andrea Grasser and his friend Vizekanzler Ludwig Bohmer were there too. And their faces were extremely worried.