Hide in the closet and wait 15 minutes to see if I’m

1. Alive
2. There was a missle.

I’d take my backpack and at least 5 days of food and water.

Probably just keep doing whatever I was doing beforehand. If it was going to hit me, can’t really stop that. Might as well continue wasting time online

Frantically figure out the most bizarre people-shadow I can possibly leave. May as well aim to have a legacy, though with my luck I’d probably end up outside the radius for that swift a death.

I live in a very safe country, but kinda been scared of this for years so I keep some stuff always in my backpack that I have at work and at home with me (not as prepared as you might think, but it gives me comfort to have more than what fits in my pockets).

I’d take my backpack, run to fill my water bottle if there was an easy opportunity and try to get underground as fast as possible.

Best case scenario: doesn’t hit in my vicinity.

If I live I have to still possibly survive holed up under a crumbled building until I can be rescued and this might take awhile. If I die instantly then yeah, don’t have to worry about that anymore.

Worst case scenario: I am heavily injured and stuck under rubble. I prefer not to think about this.

Text or call as many loved ones “Incase this is real, I love you” as I could before cellular networks get overwhelmed. Then I’d fire up some music, sit on the porch, and try my best to meditate for the final few seconds.

If it’s nuclear, take a deep breath, and hope it’s a swift death. I live just south of the capital city of our country, and near a wealth of government and military targets.

If it’s conventional, take a deep breath and brace for the worst. The attack would cause much panic–either people trying to get out of the city, or stocking up on food, or both!

I’d bust out my copy of the Nuclear War Fun Book and start getting people together for some good ol’ post-apocalyptic games.

I am right now in the very center of Stockholm, on a boat in Mälaren right by the city hall, I don’t think I can do anything

Probably nothing, maybe drive north out of my city, wed know about it hours before it would arrive or wed at least be aware of the delivery vehicle hours or days before it arrived within range of firing. The sprawl here is so massive that it unlikely I’d be affected even if I didn’t leave

I’d spend a few minutes frantically googling and checking on social media that it wasn’t just me. Then I’d throw some stuff in my rucksack, including water bottle, protein bars, and my portable radio. Then I’m going into the middle of the house where the stairs are as it’s the most solid area to say goodbye.

If I was to believe it, we must agree the recent news would have prepared us for that kind of event actually happening. So, reading that message, I would know it’s not some stupid joke.

What I would do then depends the type of missile I’m expecting to receive on the head.

• nuclear? Since we live in the capital of France (potential primary target, I imagine) I would wonder who is the moron that thought it would be useful to message me and then I would vaporize in poof of smoke. With any luck, I would have time enough to hug and say goodbye to my spouse.
• Conventional? I would do nothing beside opening all windows wide and, hugging and crouching with my spouse, somewhere not close to any window we would wait for the impact maybe we could use our mattress as a makeshift shield?

Wouldn’t we try to escape somewhere safer? Nope. When the missile is on its way it’s too late already. We should have left the city a long time ago and when it arrives…

• Radiations and/or bomb blast are way faster than I will ever be. Even in a car, if I owned one ;)
• I have no idea where the thing would hit, so trying to get to some safer place we may as well run directly into it.
• Living in (and trying to leave in a hurry) a highly populated area in an emergency of that kind means chaos, which also means all means of transportation and all roads would almost instantly get jammed by people running everywhere like headless chicken.

So, instead I’d rather stay at home, and wait to see if there is anything we might want to do after the blast. If there is an after the blast.

As I’m supposed to do. Either turn on the TV or a stereo and think about which place would count as shelter. And obviously I’d talk to people and check the internet. Chances are someone fat-fingered it like with the Hawaii alert.

Post existential dread memes.

Pet my dogs and hope for the best.