[ WP ] You 're a foreign exchange student in the U.S. when suddenly on the evening news the host screams in your language : `` We have a code 19 ! '' The whole country is confused , but you know what to do .

I felt the blood drain from my face. I nearly passed out as I sat on my sofa in the living room. `` Is this really happening? ``, I thought to myself. 
 `` Of course it's happening, I just saw it.'' 
 I got up and walked to the closet in the back of my master bedroom. I moved the clothing aside, and using using my fists, I punched through the wall in the back. There it was, a briefcase that had been waiting for me. Prayerful I would never have to use it, I placed it there fifteen years ago. 
 Large, and heavy, the briefcase was otherwise very nondescript. Nothing about it was remarkable in anyway whatsoever, which is exactly what I wanted. 
 I pulled the suitcase out and carried it downstairs, and then out the front door to my car, and placed it in the trunk. 
 I paused, and thought regretfully, about what would come next. 
 The start button on the dash is pressed, and I pull away from the curb, and headed out towards Washington. 
 
 I stopped my car in one of the parking garages near the north White House lawn. It does n't matter which one. I would n't be coming back to it. The burdensome briefcase almost surprises me with it's heft. The trunk slams and I approach the noon sun outside the garage. All I can think about now, is whether or not my family will ever understand the sacrifice I am now required to make. 
 
 < < I had an idea where I was going with this, but decided I did n't want to. Vice deleting it, perhaps someone would like to comment with an ending? Also, I know it's not great, but I thought I would give it a shot. Did n't see much activity here. > >
