[ WP ] After you are elected President , you discover a big red button hidden in your desk in the Oval Office . When you ask your predecessor about it , he said that it had been there for decades , but the secret of what it did died with Kennedy . After a few years , you finally give in and push the button .

[ TRIGGER WARNING ] 
 
 The president had an unknown sense of excitement looking at the button. He knew he should n't press it, that some secrets die for a reason. 
 
 His eyes went back to his paperwork on top of the desk, going from left to right over words that he could n't comprehend. His pen, in turn, wrote unintelligible words as well. Reading over the name of the senator that sent him the letter, an image of her flashed in his head, and after, a red button. 
 
 After a few minutes, he looked down at the work that he was not aware he did, and leaned back in his chair and looked out the window. He saw annoying tourists walking the grounds, heard the deafening buzzing of his phone remind him of meetings to be had, and he scowled at the weather. 
 
 His eyes looked at the button once more, and his heart moved up through his chest to his head, beating loudly so he could n't hear the buzzing of the phone, blood blinding his eyes to be pure red, and his mind replaced with the thought of the button. 
 
 Slowly his hand edged towards the button, crawling up on it, and, with gentleness he knew not he had, pressed in. 
 
 Silence. Nothing comes after the button rises back with your finger. The president was expecting more, maybe something exciting, maybe something dangerous, but outside, tourists were still peacefully taking pictures of the white house, a schedule was still to be had, and the clouds gently floated across the soft, blue sky. 
 
 Looking outside, the president was not sure if he was disappointed or not. He reached for a cup of coffee which had long gone cold and forgotten, hidden beneath the papers he had to read and analyze. He sipped it gently, watching the clouds do as they would. 
 
 Before he finished, The secretary of defense rushed into his office, sweating and dry mouthed. 
 
 `` Mr President! Rogues have somehow managed to launch our entire supply of nuclear weapons! We expect Russia to be hit within minutes, they might return fire!'' 
 
 The clouds continued to float, and the tourists strolled across the lush green grass, while gentle hum of a phone was going off in the President's pocket; and the President chose to acknowledge these events rather to speak to the secretary. 
 
 He took out his phone, and decided to ignore the meetings, and do whatever he wished. He was president after all. 
 
 After a few minutes of ignoring the screaming of white house members, which had entered loudly yet unnoticed to the president, the intense sound pounding at his ear drums, he stood up in front of them all. 
 
 They all stared at him, mouths agape, noticing only now he was crying. 
 
 His words shocked them, despite how softly they were delivered: 
 
 `` My fellow staff, I made a great error today. I pressed the button here under the desk, which Kennedy himself had refused to press through the cold war, but I realize now we will all pay for this action, as it caused something awful'' 
 
 He threw his phone on the ground infront of them, and through the cracked screen they realized the horrible truth, the true purpose behind the button. 
 
 they noticed this all and more as they saw that he had gotten the purple button flair.
