Your Curled up in a bunker of your house ….the radio playing…the worlds ending..your husband was rushing around throwing supplies into the bunker that would last you guys long enough if you survived…your Labrador was laying by your feet as you cried to yourself waiting for your husband to finish bringing supplies into the bunker…

There was a 85% chance you guys wouldn’t survive and a 15% chance you would

The radio had the news agency speaking giving out updates as sad music played In the background like ‘die with a smile’ or ‘the world caves in” etch