Sophie is at work on Friday morning, when the power goes out. As she waits for it to be restored she notices that her fully charged cell phone won’t turn on. A horrifying thought crosses her mind and she runs to look out the window. The street is full of cars that are all stalled and people milling around looking at their non-working cell phones. She realizes that this is much worse than a simple power outage and that she must act quickly if she wants to survive. Sophie convinces a co-worker to join her attempt to get home, even though in her heart she knows deep down that she will be disappointed when she gets there.
Genre: FICTION / DystopianThe novel is doing well and making an average of $300 a month. It is part of a series of 3 finished and 2 upcoming novels.
“You know that there is no way we will walk fifty-four miles before dark, right? I have a small emergency tent, you have an emergency sleeping bag in your bag, we will be fine. Your bag has stuff in it I didn’t think to put in mine.”
She paled a bit, then took a breath. “Let’s go!”
We walked the six blocks out of town without attracting any attention at all. Everyone was so focused on their phones that didn’t work and their cars that wouldn’t run, that they didn’t notice two women walking down the sidewalk in hiking gear. We crossed the bridge out of Birmingham and started our journey north towards home.
“It was around nine when we left, we have about nine hours of daylight left. I mapped walking with Google maps before. It said nineteen hours, but I think that was a bit optimistic considering half of it is uphill.” I pulled my .22 pistol out of my bag and strapped it on my hip.
Those first few hours we walked in silence, each lost in our own thoughts. There weren’t many cars stalled here and the ones that were there had been abandoned already. This two-lane road didn’t have much traffic, most people preferred to drive 80 mph on US 22.
It seemed to take forever to walk the six miles to the first small town on our route. I turned toward the gas station and diner. “Why are we stopping?” Alice asked.
“Bathroom break, and maybe get some information about what we are facing. It takes me ten minutes to drive here, we just spent like three hours walking here. We should probably get some extra food before people start to panic.”
“Oh, I just want to go home.”
“Me too, I just want to get there safely and in one piece.”
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