emergency

The world is coming to an end. Eventually. I'm not very religious, but I am kind of an End Times nutcase. While I don't believe it is going to rain heavenly fire any time soon, there is a fair chance we might blow each other up, intentionally or accidentally. It really doesn't matter which. What does matter, to me anyway, is that I survive with minimal radiation sickness.

Yesterday morning, as I was cramming for my upcoming Animal Biology exam, the fire alarms at the university went off, first the siren rang, the flashers flashed and then in an authoritative male voice, I was told that 'AN EMERGENCY HAS OCCURRED PLEASE EXIT THE BUILDING.  DO NOT TAKE THE ELEVATORS.'