I guess we're calling that night day zero, huh? I suppose it makes sense, that it technically happened before, but I kind of think about it as "That Night". The night that changed everything.
In some ways, the next day was more terrifying than the actual night had been. There was so much confusion, so much unknowingness that it was hard to think. I was out of my element. I did what I could, unlocking all of the rooms with my master key, making sure that all of the rooms were able to be gotten into. The dorm hadn't been in great condition, the lower floors practically unusable, but there were beds, and bathrooms.
I had nothing to do with getting the power back, but I'm glad there were able to. It makes things a lot easier, even if the bulbs around campus are so dull that it's ridiculous. I guess that they were trying to save money.
Most of the buildings were raided fairly quickly, and the dorms ended up being a sort of headquarters. We have leaders and groups, and chores, and everyday we keep ourselves busy. There's a lot that needs to be done around campus, and we're the only ones left to do it.
My favorite chore has to be food prep. It's an important one, and it makes me happy to be able to help out. I'm also not too bad with makeshift maintenance, which is a good thing. There are a lot of things that needed to be fixed. It's hard now, a lot harder than it had been before, and I'm really glad that I was majoring in Sports Medicine. It's been useful to know, how to patch minor things up, sprains and scratches, but I guess I won't have to worry about graduating.
I'm still working hard, and we're all surviving. It may not be the best life, but it's ours, and we're going to make the best of it.
Dylan.
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