That 's my bed . I ' m not posting this picture for any other reason but to set the scene for what is so far , the most terrifying moment of my life . It all started at about 1 am , Sunday morning . I had only been home for a couple hours and was sitting on my bed , typing off a quick email to Matt before I called it a night .

Question: What emotions is the narrator feeling as they write this ?
Answer: None of the above choices .They are feeling confidence .They are feeling comfort .They are feeling turmoil .