I open my eyes and the world is a savage horror of fire and destruction , people were screaming from all over or wailing for help . As I was brought to the door the sky went back and exploded into flames . The shambling dead of hell lunged forward and I was ripped from the arms of my aunt and Robert .

A: What is the narrator in the middle of experiencing ?

So I just got home from a mostly awesome Friday night dinner at Eran 's apartment ( one of his roommates is VERY annoying , and it 's not just me ) . I take a taxi home b / c , well , walking home with a backpack full of granola ( that I made all by myself , btw ) , alone , at like 3 am ( Jerusalem or any other city ) is not the best idea , especially since I tend to listen to my ipod when I walk . ( I like having a soundtrack . )

A: What may happen after taking a taxi home ?

My Rhetoric of Belief professor is awesome . She 's one of those unforgettable old ladies who , with their age , leave a memorable mark in your memory . Her speaking skills are so engaging , she 's so into what she has to teach and she loves who she is ; a perfect candidate for an upper division religion course . However , I got a strange subtle message the first day of class .

A: Why does the narrator seem to enjoy the man ?

Take note . ( JHSB ) You will see alot more of them once I get my memory card from Shane ( who is decidedly un - JHSB ) , who was so kind to help me recover the warped , corrupted information in the card . ( Yes , JHSB pictures . ) The JHSB here looked like Kame in real - life .

A:
What may he have done to recover the corrupted information ?