Mar 25, 2009 10:07
I am in the middle of lockdown and should technically be hiding in my closet. I know my presence outside of my closet is probably belittling the seriousness of the drill, but I can't stop thinking, so hello LiveJournal.
I've been receiving text messages all morning from the campus alert thing.
9:07: Begin lockdown procedures. A man has attacked two students on campus. Updates to come. This is only a drill.
9:12: The attacker has been seen with a gun. Please maintain lockdown procedures. Seek shelter if you are outside. This is a drill.
9:30: The campus remains in lockdown. The incident is contained to Plassmann Hall. Police are on campus and addressing the situation. While we belive the perpetrator is armed, no shots have been fired. Please maintain lockdown.
9:59: This is a drill. The campus remains in lockdown. No serious injuries are reported at this time. Police are managing a hostage situation.
Flashback to a phone call I'll never forget:
[April 16, 2007]
Me: Hello?
Tom: I know. We're not on speaking terms, and trust me, you have every right to be mad at me, but I needed to call you. Are you watching the news?
Me: No. Why?
Tom: I think you should turn on CNN...
Me: [hung up the phone]
"Crazy Aunt Meg" was at Virginia Tech that day. I don't know what she heard or what she saw, but I do know that we didn't hear from her until late that night...leading us all to think worst case scenario. I also know that when she came home, she was a wreck for ages. I'd never seen her cry before then, but seeing her like that, and thinking about any of it...
...is really freaking me out right now.