His phone buzzed again. This time he looked.
A video call from his mum. He answered it immediately.
His mother's face appeared on screen, pale and frightened. She was in her car, the steering wheel visible in frame, and her voice came through with static interference that hadn't been there during previous calls.
"Aiden? Aiden, thank god. Are you safe? Are you in your flat?"
"I'm here, Mum. I'm safe. What's happening? Where are you?"
"I'm trying to get to you, but the roads are chaos. Everyone's evacuating, but nobody knows where to go. Your father's still at work in the City. He said something about his building going into lockdown." Her voice cracked slightly. "Aiden, what's happening? Is this another dungeon break? It can't be. The sky—"
