Arbrey was the first to wake up the next day; she had been having the same dream for the past year. She would be sitting on the park bench and the sun was shining on her, but this dream was a little different from the one she had been having. In the dream, she could see the light room shaking and the window shattering. She had managed to wake up before the glass started falling to the floor. She jumped out of bed, went into the living room, put her favorite cartoon DVD in the player and went into the kitchen and got out a bowl a box cereal and milk. She poured out the cereal and added the milk. She went back in the living room and took a seat on the couch and turned on the DVD player.
Arbrey thought watching cartoons would erase the last dream she had. The dream had frightened her. She did not want to wake up her parents so she would wait until they had gotten up to tell them about her dream. It felt real to her and she could not shake off a feeling of impending danger. At least in the dream she was not sitting on the bench when the glass started falling from the window. She hated the fact that now she had a bad memory about her favorite place. She had made up her mind that she was not going to the Grand Opening of the beach room and she would try to talk her parents out of going too.
Morgan moved out of bed as quietly as possible. She did not want to wake up Mark. This was the first morning in years that he had slept pass 6 am. She wanted him to rest as long as possible before he had to leave for the grand opening. She put her robe on and went to the bathroom after she finished brushing her teeth than she walked quietly from the bedroom.
"Arbrey what are doing up so early, you don't have school today? "I had a bad dream Mom it really scare me." It was so real that I had to wake up before the glass crashed down on me." Morgan sat next to her daughter on the couch and wrapped her arms around her than she pulled her closer to her. "We all have bad dreams sweetie and one good thing about them is they rarely come true."
"So are you saying that my dream about the sun coming out isn't going to come true?" "No baby, I am not saying that I just want you to know that bad dreams don't come true, good dreams are welcome to come true." "So what can I do to cheer you up young lady?"
"I don't want you and Dad to go to the Grand Opening today. It's just that that dream was so real and it made me feel like it was going to happen today." "Baby you know me and your father have to be at the Grand Opening. 'It's a very important day for your Dad. If you don't want to go we will not make you go." "Thanks Mom you're the best." Arbrey gave her mother a hug then left the room.
Mark jumped up in a panic. He had no idea what time it was. He had never slept this late in the past 10 years. There was always something that needed to be repaired or made throughout the city and everyone came to him whenever they had a problem with anything.
He looked at his self in the mirror and to his amazement he looked rested; he decided he would not panic until he looked at the clock. He turned on the shower and stepped into it. He was grateful for the water that came rushing out. It had been many mornings when that did not happen.
Everything was shared in the city. There was no rich and poor people; just people who had survived the nuclear bomb. For the first time that he could remember, there was peace between the people no matter what walk of life they came from. He finished his shower and got dressed.
He glanced at the clock and was glad that he did not sleep half of the day away. He had time to spend with his two favorite people in the world. He walked in the living room and called out to his wife and daughter.
Morgan walked into living room, "I see you finally got up I just didn't have the heart to wake you up." "I wanted you to sleep as long as you could. "I had planned on waking you up an hour before the Grand Opening but you just couldn't stay asleep."
"I feel refreshed, what's on the menu chief?" he said as he reached out to enfold Morgan in his embrace. He kissed her on her cheek and spun her around in the kitchen. He was excited about being finished with the beach room. He was going to take a break from being Mr. Fix it. He just wanted to spend some time with his family before things got bad.
The Commander told him that he was not going to like having to enforce martial law, but he would have to do what he had to do to maintain order for as long as they were living in the underground city.
Morgan turned her attention to the pots that were simmering on the stove. "What has gotten into you Mark? I haven't seen you this excited since you finished the light room." "I feel good about what I've done Morgan, it's going to make a lot of people happy. So that makes me happy, and I know it made you and Arbrey happy."
"Honey you are going to have to speak to our daughter. She had a bad dream about the light room and she is refusing to go to the Grand Opening. I told her she did not have to go if she did not want to go."
Mark left the kitchen and went to his daughter's room. He knocked on the door lightly before entering. "Arbrey are you okay? Your mother told me you had a bad dream about the light room. You mind telling me about it?"
"Well Dad you know that dream I told you about that I have been having for about year, well this one is slightly different from that one. In the dream that I had last night, the light room was shaking and the glass starts falling from the window." "I guess the only thing good about the dream is that no one is in the light room when it happened."
"Ever since I have had that dream, I feel like something bad is going to happen bad today Dad." "You don't have to be at the Grand Opening today Dad. Let the commander take your place." "Arbrey, I have to go you know that and if you don't want to go you don't have to." "Your mother and I will come home after the ribbon cutting ceremony ok." Mark reached for his daughter, picked her up and gave her a big hug.
Arbrey could not shake the feeling of impending doom; she had watched movies and even visited her friend, Mandy. Nothing worked; she was hoping her parents would be coming home soon. She walked home slowly. She had talked herself out of going to the beach room. Her friend, Mandy said it was the best place ever and had tried to get her to come along with her. Mandy's parents were on their second trip to the beach.
As she walking home the ground started to shake, she was used to the little tremors that would come and go but this one was a little stronger than the normal shakes. She started running towards the light room. She wanted to get her parents out of the beach room because she felt the shaking was going to get a lot worst.
She reached the entrance of the light room and was unable to enter the room. The shaking got worst. She stood at the entrance and watched in wonderment as the glass was falling from the ceiling but oddly enough it did not touch the bench.
When the shaking stopped, she walked into the light room and proceeded to sit down on the bench as her eyes followed the stream of light up to the huge opening in the ceiling where the window once was. She was oblivious to all the people that were watching her basking in the sun.
All the people started cheering, giving each other high five, thanking God hugging each other. The Sun was shining.
It was discovered after the day the glass broke that my parents and I and the rest of the inhabitants of the underground city had been a part of an experiment to see if we could survive underground. The earthquake wasn't really an earthquake but it was a simulation of one. My father told me and my Mom what happened that day. He said they had forgotten about the window they had painted over. No one knew it was a window. They detonated their little bombs to close to the window.
It was a big mess and the people of the underground city filed a class action law suit against the federal government. It was thrown out because you can't sue the government. However; they did compensate all the inhabitants.
My parents moved to a place where the sun shines more days there than anywhere in the world. They still get angry when they think about how they were fooled into believing a nuclear war had started but then they look out over the beautiful island that we live on and say it was worth every year we spent under the ground. The End