Doctors determinded that most people had post traumaic stress and needed therapy or some kind of help following this event. I had ducked under a soft chair while the walls made a very horrible sound. My computer wasn't working and I realized there was no electricity. Then I left the house only to see a puddle of blood under some fallen bricks. I walked a few blocks to Market Street and saw a man running in my direction from the downtown area. I made my way to Filmore and Haight Street and entered a bar where stunned people were drinking and some were huddled over a ham radio. I was badly shaken as a result and left my roomate who was also shaken up. I moved into another home nearby. Life was in someway altered beyond my understanding.