11:15 am. Here I am, at my Management tutorial, listening to a boring discussion on Intellectual Property. As the tutor busied herself trying to explain the technicalities of legal issues, I stifled a yawn. My mind began to wander, thinking of the project that was due later in the day. 

          When we were dismissed, the first thing on my mind was to rush to the labs to tie up any loose ends for my project. While I was trying to solve a glitch in the program, a lecturer popped his head into the room and announced: "Hey guys, you might want to keep away from the Union building and the Menzies.... There has been a shoot out."

          A part of me found that piece of news hard to accept and I immediately rejected it as a sick joke. Moments later, however, the lab was abuzz with speculations about the incident. Some said that there were more than 2 assailants; others said that it might be a trespasser; some even believe that it is linked to the recent bombing of the Sari nightclub in Bali.

          By the time I went for lunch, the killer was already apprehended, the building cordoned off and the victims evacuated. Although there were a lot of people sitting on the grass patch, the atmosphere is gloomy - different from that of a typical summer. Instead, there is an air of fear and terror; they were shocked that something so horrifying could happen so close to them. A usually bustling campus center seems devoid of any life and the whole campus was engulfed in silence. There were no traces of smiles on the faces of people; instead, they were painted with sorrow and disgust at the sick nature of the crime that was committed.