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Empire State
Building. Christina closed her eyes as it reached the building next
to them, tearing it to shreds. She heard Zombie still firing and
felt Shane dive on top of her. She appreciated his desperate act to
try to protect her. These were good men, and she was proud to have
served with them.
She felt herself picked up and
turned over, completely unable to control her body or her
movements. She couldn’t feel Shane anymore; he had been torn away
from her. She didn’t want to drown. She didn’t know how long that
took, but it seemed a terrible way to die.
She struck something. Her body
felt pinned against concrete, her limbs twisting in unnatural ways,
but she felt no pain. Her mind felt dark and she knew she was
losing consciousness. At least it would be quick, she felt with a
touch of gratitude.
I love you, John, she said in her
mind, willing the message to reach her husband.
4
Shortly after her connections to
every network went down, the power went out in Jayla’s father’s
cabin.
“ We gotta get
back to civilization,” she muttered to herself. “Where is that
girl?”
Jayla went out to the deck and
yelled for her little sister for a while. No response.
She looked up at the sky, peeked
through the door at an old German cuckoo clock on the wall, and
thought the sun would be setting soon. Jada would have to return by
dark. Jayla didn’t think the sixteen year old had taken a
flashlight with her.
She just wished she would hurry
up.
Jayla fixed herself a small meal,
bored without her sister and without a connection to the outside
world. Even though the power was out, they had a propane tank, and
the stove still worked.
She thought about cooking enough
for her sister as well, but if the girl wanted to wander around the
woods all day by herself, she could cook for herself
also.
Jayla brought her dinner out onto
the deck, watching for her sister, and watching the sun set in the
sky. The horizon turned a deep purple, the sky dimming to a navy
blue, and Jayla grew more worried.
Eating mindlessly, she decided she
would have to search for her sister. The thought of wandering
around the woods at dusk did not excite her. There weren’t many
bears anymore, but the wilderness continued for hundreds of miles
around them. Who knew what wandered around it?
There were a few cabins like
theirs. Perhaps Jada was sitting in one, jawing with the residents,
completely oblivious of time. Jayla was going to kill
her.
She went back inside, put her
plate in the sink, and dug through drawers until she found a
flashlight. She also found extra batteries and put them on the
counter along with matches and a small lantern she pulled out of a
closet.
It was still early summer, so she
put on a sweatshirt, wool socks, and boots. Armed with the
flashlight, extra batteries, and her phone, which had no signal,
Jayla went out into the night in search of her sister.
At four in the morning she
returned to the cabin, desperate, cold, hungry, afraid, and
exhausted. She fell on the couch and cried herself to
sleep.
Eva Gilliam found the end of the
world quite boring.
A week alone in a safe house was
enough to drive anyone crazy. She did what she could to stay busy.
She worked out mostly, running on a treadmill, lifting weights,
practicing yoga, and using the punching bag. She read books in the
evening.
The apartment had a living room
that looked normal from the entryway. A couch and a love seat, a
fake, electric fireplace, and a painting of a ship at sea on the
wall. A well appointed kitchen with a dining alcove was on one
side, and a door leading to a hallway was opposite the entrance.
Everything looked like a standard apartment.
Behind the hallway door, the
normalcy ended.
There were three large rooms,
besides the bathroom, off the hallway. The first had bunks enough
for six people nailed to the walls, and dressers filled with
clothing for both men and women. The second was the well
Building. Christina closed her eyes as it reached the building next
to them, tearing it to shreds. She heard Zombie still firing and
felt Shane dive on top of her. She appreciated his desperate act to
try to protect her. These were good men, and she was proud to have
served with them.
She felt herself picked up and
turned over, completely unable to control her body or her
movements. She couldn’t feel Shane anymore; he had been torn away
from her. She didn’t want to drown. She didn’t know how long that
took, but it seemed a terrible way to die.
She struck something. Her body
felt pinned against concrete, her limbs twisting in unnatural ways,
but she felt no pain. Her mind felt dark and she knew she was
losing consciousness. At least it would be quick, she felt with a
touch of gratitude.
I love you, John, she said in her
mind, willing the message to reach her husband.
4
Shortly after her connections to
every network went down, the power went out in Jayla’s father’s
cabin.
“ We gotta get
back to civilization,” she muttered to herself. “Where is that
girl?”
Jayla went out to the deck and
yelled for her little sister for a while. No response.
She looked up at the sky, peeked
through the door at an old German cuckoo clock on the wall, and
thought the sun would be setting soon. Jada would have to return by
dark. Jayla didn’t think the sixteen year old had taken a
flashlight with her.
She just wished she would hurry
up.
Jayla fixed herself a small meal,
bored without her sister and without a connection to the outside
world. Even though the power was out, they had a propane tank, and
the stove still worked.
She thought about cooking enough
for her sister as well, but if the girl wanted to wander around the
woods all day by herself, she could cook for herself
also.
Jayla brought her dinner out onto
the deck, watching for her sister, and watching the sun set in the
sky. The horizon turned a deep purple, the sky dimming to a navy
blue, and Jayla grew more worried.
Eating mindlessly, she decided she
would have to search for her sister. The thought of wandering
around the woods at dusk did not excite her. There weren’t many
bears anymore, but the wilderness continued for hundreds of miles
around them. Who knew what wandered around it?
There were a few cabins like
theirs. Perhaps Jada was sitting in one, jawing with the residents,
completely oblivious of time. Jayla was going to kill
her.
She went back inside, put her
plate in the sink, and dug through drawers until she found a
flashlight. She also found extra batteries and put them on the
counter along with matches and a small lantern she pulled out of a
closet.
It was still early summer, so she
put on a sweatshirt, wool socks, and boots. Armed with the
flashlight, extra batteries, and her phone, which had no signal,
Jayla went out into the night in search of her sister.
At four in the morning she
returned to the cabin, desperate, cold, hungry, afraid, and
exhausted. She fell on the couch and cried herself to
sleep.
Eva Gilliam found the end of the
world quite boring.
A week alone in a safe house was
enough to drive anyone crazy. She did what she could to stay busy.
She worked out mostly, running on a treadmill, lifting weights,
practicing yoga, and using the punching bag. She read books in the
evening.
The apartment had a living room
that looked normal from the entryway. A couch and a love seat, a
fake, electric fireplace, and a painting of a ship at sea on the
wall. A well appointed kitchen with a dining alcove was on one
side, and a door leading to a hallway was opposite the entrance.
Everything looked like a standard apartment.
Behind the hallway door, the
normalcy ended.
There were three large rooms,
besides the bathroom, off the hallway. The first had bunks enough
for six people nailed to the walls, and dressers filled with
clothing for both men and women. The second was the well
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