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June 13, 2007

Trapped in a Bunker

(Please read this first.)

I don't normally blog more than once a day, but I figured I'd better put something up so everyone knows I'm still alive. Something happened downtown, I think it started around West High School, but the reports were all garbled. By the time I got to work this morning it was obvious something was wrong. A whole bunch of people sent OOTO emails with cryptic explanations and when I sneaked in a quick look on Gmail almost no-one was online. I'm so glad I brought my laptop in today. I almost never do, but I was going to have to go straight downtown to meet Alan after work.

I got a weird email from Aaron around 10:30 with a link to something about zombie attacks. I didn't think it was a particularly funny joke at the time.

At 11am the head of the safety team called me. She said I should round up everyone left on the third floor and meet her down in the hallway by the bunkers. She said to turn my weather radio on and bring any food I could find in the kitchen. I didn't know what to make of that but she was in a huge hurry so I didn't get to ask. I usually have 3 weeks worth of lunch in my desk, so I got Whitney to round everyone up and raid the kitchen while I bagged it up. I was glancing out the window into the business park and I noticed that there was smoke rising in the distance, off towards Verona. At that point I was still thinking there was a tornado sighting or something, but they told us long ago that the safety team has to get people downstairs into the bunkers really fast when that happens because otherwise we could get trapped in the mostly glass stairwells on the outside of the building. I didn't really know what to make of it.

When I switched my weather radio on it was just bizarre. I expected a normal calm broadcast and instead there was someone panting and hysterically babbling about attackers surrounding the building. I shut the volume way down so it wouldn't panic people. I made sure to grab my laptop bag on the way out. There were only 10 of us, but when we got downstairs there were about 30 more people frantically moving boxes and heavy equipment around.

Marion told us we needed to seal up the corridor entrances around bunker number 2. I bailed boxes for a while. It's a good thing that a lot of engineers work here. Also welding isn't as hard to pick up as I would have though.

The weather radio went quiet after some screaming around 2pm.

I'm still not sure I believe what Marion said is going on. I keep flashing back to the scene in the two part graveyard from the All Flesh game that James ran years and years ago. I'm having a hard time that all that ridiculous fantasy can turn into horrifying fact. I really don't want to think about it right now.

We started hearing strange noises outside the barriers around 2:30. scratching and groaning. Our part of the corridor includes the server room and one of the bunkers. We're trying to put up a second barricade across the entrance to the bunker. The server room has windows looking on to the hallway.

I managed to call Alan around noon before my phone died. (I can't believe I was so stupid as to leave the damn charger cord at home today!) He was okay at that point. Most of the CS folks retreated to the top floor of the building and barricaded the stairs and elevator. Apparently Jaime, Pete, and Steph are up there too, but he said most of the professors didn't show up to work today. I'm glad Steph happened to be on campus with Pete.

We've only got two laptops down here but the building wireless is still working. People have been using mine up until now to try to get news. The last time someone tried to call out they just kept getting busy signals.

Marion says she got through to the local army base while she was online earlier. She says they know were we are, but they don't think they'll be able to get to us for at least two days. We have enough water, and maybe enough food, but it's going to be miserable. I hate concrete floors more than I can possibly express.

I have to give my computer over to the next person now. I'm okay for now. Hopefully we'll all be okay.

posted by Eva @ 5:17 PM

Very good job! Scard heck out of me (did not read _here_ first:)

Go girl!!

:) Linda
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