[ WP ] You 're a farmer living miles outside of Los Angeles . As you 're ready to head into the city to sell some crop , you see a mushroom cloud form in its direction .

I slowly sipped from my coffee, barely awake. The weather had been tough on my crops this year, and it was better to sell what I had now than wait any longer for them to die. I flicked on the radio, to some guy on the news rambling on about the stock market falling and the economy and all that kind of mumbo jumbo. 
 
 Now, I'm not a dumb man, I ca n't say I'm that smart either, but I was so tired that I was n't really listening to anything he was saying. I just liked to have the radio on for company, sometimes. Make it feel like someone was there. 
 
 That's why the sudden boom surprised me. I jolted upwards, I swear if I did n't have my seat belt on, I would've gone through the roof. I pulled off the side of the road, and looked ahead of me. 
 
 Some sort of huge explosion by the looks, right in the middle of Los Angeles, where I was headed. Suddenly, I knew what it was, and my heart felt like it was in my throat. There was a huge mushroom cloud right there, in Los Angeles. The radio suddenly cut off the man and replaced him with an emergency broadcast. 
 
 I turned right around, quick as a flash, and rushed home to pack my bags and leave. I did n't know much about those nuclear bombs or nothin', but I knew that the radiation would get into the wind and rain. If I did n't leave soon, the crops would n't be the only thing that was dying...
