I was sitting in my dorm room watching the hundredth horror film in a row, ignoring the clock and my obvious obligations to my classes.
Then I heard the alarm.
It seemed like there were three of these a day, always loud and never ending. I sighed and clicked the TV off, then lumbered over to the door to grab my red sweatshirt and then out into the hallway. Outside the students were all gathered in small mobs attempting to talk over the sound of the alarms. Several minutes later, the alarms clicked off and everyone started heading back towards the doors.
"WAIT!" A voiced yelled over the crowd. The Vice President of our school was standing on top of a large flower box, waving his hands in the air. "Can I have your attention! I am sure that you are all sick of these fire alarms, but we need to be safe. No doubt all of you have heard about incidents on the news."
Murmurs spread across the crowd like wildfires, some individuals exchanged worried glances. I had no idea, the majority of these days I had spent either studying or watching movies… A college student has no time for the news.
"There is no need to worry, we just want to be cautious. Thank you for your time."
And with that the students began swarming through the doors to get back to their rooms or classes. Curiosity began to bubble within me, but I soon shrugged it off. It always seemed like there was going to be another attack, another bombing, another deadly disease spreading across our country. Why worry about it, right?