I opened up the New York Times homepage on my computer and read: "100,000,000 Killed." I calmly walked into Michael's room to tell him that World War III had begun. "I just wanted you to be awake when we die," I said as I woke him up. We both sat quietly in the dark on his bed, and I couldn't stop wondering who was writing and updating the headline story on the NYT website while waiting for the world to end.