"Mom, it's Kansas. Oh my god, it's really happening! [heavy panting] I can see the cloud. It's so big. Mom, I'm so scared! I'm heading to the Vault now. I'll do whatever I can to get inside. My number for the passcode was 7, right?!"
Walking home from the DMV this morning, San Francisco decided to test out its emergency siren system. It happens regularly every month, but I'd never been outside for it. When the sirens emerged, my heart started racing.
It only took a moment for me to remember it was only a test, but the scare was enough to make images of "Fallout 3" flash over my eyes and force me to ask the question: what would I do if the bombs really started dropping? If a mushroom cloud appeared over the hill to the north of me, where would I go?
There weren't many options around me. A busted up trailer sat in the street, but the surrounding apartment complexes would surely perish from a nuclear explosion. Since it was an unfamiliar neighborhood, I had no idea where the newer buildings -- San Francisco is full of crumbling old ones -- might lurk.
All told, if a nuclear apocalypse happened this morning, there would have been no Vault for me to run to. It would've been all over. Good thing there wasn't!
[Photo Credit: Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images]
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