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the door. Harrison opened the door with an audible creak. The sun shined through the windows of the small office. Harrison crept around what he could make out was a desk with a chair pushed in. He didn’t hear anything except his footsteps and his hard breathing. He tried to slow down his breathing. He was scared, but he had never had this feeling of excitement in his body. Not long ago, he was planning on ending it all, and now he has the light back in him.
He felt like he has a teenager again, a very old teenager nevertheless. He moved swiftly through the building toward the side door on the other side of the wrought-iron fence to the prize. He exited the door and felt the cool air on his weathered face. He made his way to the eyesight of Phil and Paul who were still idling in the car. Harrison moved toward the gate. The gate was chained closed with a padlock. Phil rolled down the window. Harrison met his surprised face. “Gate has a lock. Once we find the key, we’ll be o…”
Getting Out of Town
Chapter 18
Monday 1500 CST
Memphis
D evin jerked the door of the minivan open. “Watch my back,” he said to Erica as he threw his bags into the van, took a knee, and began hot-wiring the vehicle.
“How’s it coming?” she said as she glanced over her shoulder at the pair of boots sticking out of the driver side of the car. Her question was met with the familiar rumble of the engine of the minivan. Devin stood and made eye contact with her as she moved to climb into the passenger side.
She swung herself into the van, and she looked around the soccer-mom car. Her eyes focused on a child booster seat. “ Oh no ,” she thought. “ What’s happening? ” Her mind began to wonder as Devin peeled onto the street. He kept his eyes open as he weaved through lanes. “We need to head north. Which way?” he asked.
“I’d take I-40.”
“No, that’d take me back into the populated areas. We need rural. We need less people to worry about.”
“Highway 51. It’s rural once we make it out of Millington,” she said as she strapped on her seat belt. “The base is in Millington. Air Force. We might get some help there,” she said as she grabbed onto the handle above her head.
“Maybe, and we might get shot. Two things the military would do in a crisis situation: self-containment and self-preservation. Either they’ll defend themselves against anything, or they’ll destroy anything that poses a threat.”
“What’s the difference?”
“Defense and offense. Defense is where anything comes near the base, dead. Offense is where they destroy everything, dead.”
“How is that possible?”
“Nuclear weapons,” Devin said with a cold stare. After meeting her wide eyes, he followed, “But it probably won’t come to that. Not enough information. No one knows what is happening. The best we can hope for is the base empty, with the soldiers gone and deserted. Best-case scenario.” There was a brief silence in the car. “We need gas and food. I don’t know how long we can make it in this car.”
Class
Chapter 19
Monday 1324 CST
Memphis
E than arrived to the third floor of Parrish building. Late to class as usual. Even though he lived near the campus, being an “adult” was still tough to get used to, even if he was a sophomore at The University of Memphis. “ Statistics. Great ,” he thought. He snuck in the back door and took a seat near the exit. “ Last in, first one. ” The instructor, Ashley McMiller, was a graduate student, but she enjoyed everyone calling her “Professor.” She thought that had a nice ring to it while she was finishing her schooling. She was facing the marker board explaining bell curves and other statistical matter. “Glad you could join,” Josh whispered to Ethan.
“What did I miss?”
“The usual; everything is going to be on the test. Math will save your life,” Josh whispered as he nudged Ethan’s elbow.
Ethan began to remove things from his backpack:
He felt like he has a teenager again, a very old teenager nevertheless. He moved swiftly through the building toward the side door on the other side of the wrought-iron fence to the prize. He exited the door and felt the cool air on his weathered face. He made his way to the eyesight of Phil and Paul who were still idling in the car. Harrison moved toward the gate. The gate was chained closed with a padlock. Phil rolled down the window. Harrison met his surprised face. “Gate has a lock. Once we find the key, we’ll be o…”
Getting Out of Town
Chapter 18
Monday 1500 CST
Memphis
D evin jerked the door of the minivan open. “Watch my back,” he said to Erica as he threw his bags into the van, took a knee, and began hot-wiring the vehicle.
“How’s it coming?” she said as she glanced over her shoulder at the pair of boots sticking out of the driver side of the car. Her question was met with the familiar rumble of the engine of the minivan. Devin stood and made eye contact with her as she moved to climb into the passenger side.
She swung herself into the van, and she looked around the soccer-mom car. Her eyes focused on a child booster seat. “ Oh no ,” she thought. “ What’s happening? ” Her mind began to wonder as Devin peeled onto the street. He kept his eyes open as he weaved through lanes. “We need to head north. Which way?” he asked.
“I’d take I-40.”
“No, that’d take me back into the populated areas. We need rural. We need less people to worry about.”
“Highway 51. It’s rural once we make it out of Millington,” she said as she strapped on her seat belt. “The base is in Millington. Air Force. We might get some help there,” she said as she grabbed onto the handle above her head.
“Maybe, and we might get shot. Two things the military would do in a crisis situation: self-containment and self-preservation. Either they’ll defend themselves against anything, or they’ll destroy anything that poses a threat.”
“What’s the difference?”
“Defense and offense. Defense is where anything comes near the base, dead. Offense is where they destroy everything, dead.”
“How is that possible?”
“Nuclear weapons,” Devin said with a cold stare. After meeting her wide eyes, he followed, “But it probably won’t come to that. Not enough information. No one knows what is happening. The best we can hope for is the base empty, with the soldiers gone and deserted. Best-case scenario.” There was a brief silence in the car. “We need gas and food. I don’t know how long we can make it in this car.”
Class
Chapter 19
Monday 1324 CST
Memphis
E than arrived to the third floor of Parrish building. Late to class as usual. Even though he lived near the campus, being an “adult” was still tough to get used to, even if he was a sophomore at The University of Memphis. “ Statistics. Great ,” he thought. He snuck in the back door and took a seat near the exit. “ Last in, first one. ” The instructor, Ashley McMiller, was a graduate student, but she enjoyed everyone calling her “Professor.” She thought that had a nice ring to it while she was finishing her schooling. She was facing the marker board explaining bell curves and other statistical matter. “Glad you could join,” Josh whispered to Ethan.
“What did I miss?”
“The usual; everything is going to be on the test. Math will save your life,” Josh whispered as he nudged Ethan’s elbow.
Ethan began to remove things from his backpack:
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