When the Lights Go Down in the City

Last night was the scariest night thus far here in South Africa. Four of my friends and I went to the mall to do some shopping. We had walked around for a few hours, looking at the ridiculous prices of sunglasses and how cheaply made the t-shirts are, when our Tunisian friend from Germany stated that he wanted to get some groceries. We complied and accompanied him while he picked out a seemingly random assortment of goods. We were just about finished when -----

The lights went out. Pitch. Black. Then a thought occurred...it's South Africa. I instructed our friends to kneel down (just in case) and hold onto each other. About a minute later, the lights came back on and we finished shopping. We got up to the checkout lines when I realized that they had shut all of the doors leading out of the store. The manager was standing next to a few security guards with key in hand. A friend of mine then commented that she didn't remember the windows being tinted. We walked out of the grocery store to discover that the entire mall had lost power too. It was dark. Visions of "Dawn of the Dead" came to mind. We immediately made a plan to find the handheld crossbow we saw in one of the stores if zombies showed up.

Eventually, we found our way out and to the restuarant that we had planned on eating at with a few friends from school. We had a good laugh about it but we also knew that when the power goes out, crazy things CAN happen (i.e. anytime this happens in a big city in America - looting). So, we survived...except for EJ, he's got this rash and a bite mark on his arm...we've got him tied to a bed because he keeps shaking...