The first thing I did was reassure my parents that I was safe.

<Seon-Hu: I’m all right, so don’t worry. I’m not in Manhattan at the moment.>

Woo Yeon-Hee lowered the TV volume so as to not interrupt my call.

“A minute ago at 8:46 AM, a plane crashed into the World Trade Center. The smoke is swallowing the building and huge pillars of fire are rising high into the sky…”

I immediately called Jonathan after ending my call with my parents. 

<Seon-Hu: You haven’t touched the funds that I told you not to, right?>

<Jonathan: Yes, but… sigh.>

<Seon-Hu: How is the futures market doing?>

<Jonathan: They aren’t selling yet. Actually, it’s rallying.>

<Seon-Hu: We don’t have time, Jonathan. Sell all the futures and get out of that market as soon as possible! It’s okay to lose some.>

<Jonathan: The losses will be massive, so we should wait and see…No, never mind. I’ll do that...