You leave immediately; things aren't going to get better you know that, in fact you're glad, because in a strange way the idea of not having to live in the world as it exists today anymore is weirdly appealing to you.

After a couple days of driving you finally arrive at the location that you were given. It's in a fairly desolate place with a single solid metal structure with a door standing there. You park your van and enter the structure with the items you brought with you. You're in a small foyer with an elevator door and ATM like machine; you're guessing that's the automatic teller you were told about.

You press some buttons on the machine, where it proceeds to ask your name and how you're going to pay. You type in your name and insert you debit card where upon it completely drains your account.

"You have been allowed entry, the elevator doors will now open, thank you for choosing Ground Zero Survival!" an  emotionless electronic voice remarks as the elevator doors open.

You enter with all your belongings and take the long elevator trip down.

When you get to bottom the elevator door opens to a sterile, but obviously large and well equipped living area. As soon as you enter, the elevator doors slam shut and you hear it going back up, you also notice there aren't any buttons to call it back…before you're able to worry about that little detail you're met by another electronic voice…it actually sounds a lot like the female voice you were talking to on the phone…

"Welcome to Ground Zero Survival Shelter Number 23! You will find that this shelter has been equipped to serve your needs in the event of total World destruction! Due to power saving design and money back guarantee concerns, fully functional shelter facilities will not be available until Armageddon occurs. Until then you will find all other doors firmly locked, please do not attempt to open them. I have detected that Armageddon has not yet occurred as 84% of the countries on Earth still maintain a stable centralized government system and 70% of the land surface is still habitable. However the world conflict rate is 92%. Prediction that Armageddon will occur in a month or less. This shelter will become fully functional at that time.  In the unlikely event that Armageddon does not occur and the conflict rate drops to an acceptable level, the elevator will return and you will be able to leave this shelter and receive half of your money back from the automatic teller in the foyer on the surface."
"Wait a minute didn't I talk to you on the phone?" you ask the voice, not really knowing if it's going to answer back.
"…I don't think so, as far as my databanks are concerned this is the first time I have been in contact with a human since I was built sir. Is it okay if I call you sir?"
"Sure, go ahead." You answer.
"Wonderful sir!"
"Hey, so I can't explore this damn shelter even though I paid for it? I have to stay in this living area?"
"Not until doomsday sir. As I said this is to conserve my power and also to prevent buyer abuse in case of non-Earth destruction. Do not worry sir; this living area alone can support your needs until the appointed time. There is a basic food and water dispenser on the right wall."
"Buyer abuse?"
"Yes, think about it, here you are using up all the wonderful facilities that this shelter has to offer for months on end while the Earth teeters on the brink of destruction then suddenly through a miracle hostilities cease. You then would be able to leave, get half of your money back and go about your life. You think it would be fair to GZS if we let you get away with basically having a luxury vacation on our dime? Just because we are in the business of your survival, does not mean we in the business of being exploited sir"
"But…I paid for this!"
"And so you did sir, and you will be able to use ALL the facilities when the time is right, until then you can enjoy the living area, oh and the bathroom sir."

One of the metal doors opens up to reveal a normal (And again sterile) bathroom.

"Gee thanks."
"You're quite welcome sir! After all I'm here to serve you!"
"You kept saying I would be able to leave if the world doesn't blow up…can't I just leave at any time?"

The voice doesn't answer for awhile.

"…I'm sorry sir I'm puzzled by your inquiry."
"Can't I leave anytime I want?"
"Why would you want to do that sir? I have been designed to keep you safe from harm as soon as you paid and entered the elevator. The current world situation is very grim and most likely terminal sir. Allowing you to leave at this point would be a severe violation in my programming."

You suddenly realize you're here now regardless of whether you're having second thoughts about this situation. You can see why these shelters were "experimental" now. You try not to think about the potential waist high shit you might have gotten yourself into, and instead try to think about how you might've just avoided becoming a statistic in a nuclear exchange. You resign yourself to your current fate and start unpacking your stuff. You could do with a little distraction from your current predicament, so you turn on a TV monitor that has been provided. The fact that the world's situation hasn't gotten any better seems to cheer you up.

You spend most of your time on the couch, watching TV and exploring what you can. You're glad you brought some of your own food, because the dispenser food doesn't taste all that great. You're guessing it's just supposed to keep you alive, nothing more.

 As the days blur into the next, the shelter and TV you apprised of the world situation, which is only getting worse. It looks like you've made the right decision…

Monday 8:00 AM

"…BEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…"

You groggily wake up and see a test pattern on TV.

This is it.

Suddenly the TV turns itself off.

"Armageddon has arrived sir! This shelter is now fully functional! Please explore and enjoy all the things this facility has to offer!" the voice beams.

At this point all the previously closed metal doors in the room unlock and open (Except for the elevator ones of course) After taking a quick check, you find you now have a small library, a computer room and a proper bedroom. When you return to the living area the voice chirps up again.

"Sir, I highly recommend that you read the manual to familiarize yourself with everything properly first, so you aren't just fumbling around."

A small panel in the wall opens up to reveal a hefty owner's manual. You were wondering where the hell that thing was, since you were told you were going to be provided with one when you talked to the voice on the phone.

You go explore on your own

"Ah what's to know? I'll figure everything out on my own. I'm getting a drink of water and checking out my new computer."

As you proceed to do this, the Shelter begins to warn you again.

"Sir, I don't think you should have a cup of water near the computer like that, if it spilled on it, it could cause trouble in my systems. Maybe you should read the Shelter manual. Particularly the chapter on safety."
"Will you leave me alone? Hey what's this? This is the fuckin' internet?"
"It's a limited networking system to other shelters. Sir, your cup of water! You're going to spill it!"
"No I'm…"

BUZZZ!

You spill your water on the keyboard and short something out. It sparks and suddenly erupts a small flame! You immediately run out of the room and notice the light dimming a bit.

"Sir, I'm afraid that something vital has been compromised sir, I am attempting to correct…"
"Shelter! Isn't there a fuckin' extinguisher somewhere?!"
"I'm afraid not sir, I was supposed to be equipped with one, but there were budget cuts…"
"Well what about a sprinkler system!?"
"Budget cuts…and might I point out that, it would most likely make the electrical fire worse."

Lacking any other ideas, you run to grab a sheet from the bedroom and hope to smoother the flame like you remember seeing in an old GI Joe cartoon. Unfortunately due to the lighting flickering on and off, you trip and smash your leg really good causing a limp. By the time you return the fire has spread a little more and now it's giving off smoke and the smell of ozone is hitting you. That shit can't be good for you to breathe in.

"Goddamn it! Didn't these fuckers understand the concept of insulated wiring!?"
"It is sir…well most of it…there were…"
"I know! Fuckin' budget cuts! Close the door, maybe the fire will burn itself out!"

Normally the Shelter would know to wait for you to get out of the room first, but the fire is wreaking havoc on its command systems right now and it isn't as responsive as it should be, or in this case too responsive since the door slams shut with you inside.

"NO! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!"
"I-I-I am att-ttempting to sir, my power levels a-a-re…"

Suddenly electrical arcs begin generating from the computer which is now totally engulfed in flames, in desperation you vainly attempt to open the metal door, which probably wasn't the best idea as the entire room has become charged with electricity. You receive a nasty shock which throws you back, right into the fire.

Your last agonizing moments as your flesh toasts and burns, are you seeing the door opening up.