One Day Narrative Report

I’ll never forget the day it happened, January 28, 2017. At two in the morning, the unwelcome sound of Gilbert Hall’s fire alarm awoke me. This incident was far from a rarity in a building full of college freshmen. However, this time something was different; I could sense that this was no burnt-ramen epidemic. As I exited my room and entered the stairwell, I was greeted with the oddly eerie tone of systematic mumbling echoing up all four stories of the building’s brick corridor. Upon exiting the building, resident assistants armed with megaphones ensured that everyone was present and organized according to floors and room numbers. After everyone was accounted for, the uneasy crowd was shushed, and a man in military gear grabbed a megaphone, took center stage, and delivered the most devastating news I had received in my short eighteen years on this earth: The United States had fallen victim to multiple nuclear strikes from the combined efforts of China, North Korea, and Russia, and one last, end-all and be-all, of strikes was expected. …show more content…
I wasn’t alone, as the crowd of over five hundred people fell into complete silence. It was almost as everyone’s heart sank in unison. A few of my questions would be answered shortly as other military-gear-clad men instructed us to follow them to buses that would haul our groups to top secret fallout shelters the government had put in place in case of an emergency like this one. Because educated youth were a priority, universities were among the first buildings to be evacuated into the fallout shelters. On the way to the shelter, I attempted to call my family to no avail. Perhaps, cell towers had been taken out, or the influx of calls of people in the same situation as I were too much. I could only hope that my family was