It seemed so much like an ordinary day that you can't help but wonder if you could have gone about your entire morning routine and been out the door before noticing anything wrong. Your phone's alarm setting woke you at seven thirty, sunlight streaming through your window, you grudgingly got out of bed and dressed for class. Your roomates being gone was to be expected since they have class an hour before you. The house seemed a little cold, but whatever; it was snowing out last you checked. But even with a bit of sunlight coming in you happened to try the light switch to no avail. So you went to open the curtains all the way and...
That was ten minutes ago. You're still staring. Your house is still there. All the other houses are still there. Your car and all the other cars are still there too. A light snow is even still falling. It's just every single inch of ground which was not directly underneath a house or a car which is gone. Pillars of concrete reach up from what looks to be a yawning abyss, going down farther than you can see, just wide enough to support the building or vehicle resting on top of it. It doesn't take a stroke of genius to see why the power's out--whatever strange force did this didn't seem to consider telephone poles or power lines worth saving.
Behind you, your phone plays a few bars of song. You look at it and see that you've got two text messages waiting, one from ten minutes ago and one from just now. Despite your surroundings your phone shows four full bars of reception, which is more than it's ever had in your life. Your laptop also sits on a table nearby, closed but powered on, with the light signaling a wireless connection turned on. The charging light, however, is most decidedly not on--from experience you've got about six hours of active use before it needs recharging, or a couple of days if you leave it closed or turn it off.