hell out of Dodge?!" came a quick response from the rear.
Emma's face appeared. "We pick up our family members and then do like Roy said - get the hell out of town."
I nodded in agreement. I had to think of my family and, although it went against every bone in my body to just run, keeping my kids safe was my top priority. Picking up the mobile, I began the hopeless task of trying to warn authorities and friends while the others planned the quickest route possible to our various homes. Our part of this nightmare was over.
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