[s2e3] The Yawn Of The Dead Adventure -

The rules of the apocalypse had changed overnight. The "Zizz-bies" were everywhere. They didn't bite; they just slumped against you, their sheer weight and rhythmic breathing acting like a hypnotic lullaby. If you stayed in their proximity for too long, you’d find yourself nodding off, joining the ranks of the prone.

“Yeah,” Ben replied, sliding down to sit on the floor. “Now... five more minutes?” “Five more minutes.” [S2E3] The Yawn of the Dead Adventure

The effect was instantaneous. Thousands of people sat bolt upright, eyes wide with the panicked realization that they were "late for work." The fog lifted as the collective energy of a thousand frantic morning routines surged through the air. The rules of the apocalypse had changed overnight

Should I add a involving a decaf-only coffee shortage for the next episode? they just slumped against you