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“Prologue, Sunday, July 20 – Independence Day
Duluth, Minnesota – 2:10 A.M.
The pounding of the chopper blades and pulsating lights by the bedroom window startle him awake. “What the hell?” He takes a moment to gather his thoughts and channel the rush of adrenaline.
Hal Bennett throws his legs over the edge of the bed. He steps to the sliding glass door that opens onto the deck. The digital clock on his dresser is dark. Holding back the curtain and trying to focus, he makes out a military helicopter circling overhead. Its brilliant spotlight sweeps the neighborhood as it swings above the trees. Loudspeakers are blaring: “ATTENTION, ATTENTION.” Leaflets flutter like confetti onto rooftops, driveways, and lawns throughout the neighborhood. He pulls on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and tries to find a shoe. Jan, his wife of ten years, sits up and reaches for her robe while he runs out the front door into the yard.
Slips of paper drift over the streets and yards as far as the eye can see, enshrouded in fog. Hal grabs a soggy flyer from a cedar shrub next to the porch. As he reads it in the light of the helicopter, he feels like someone has dumped a bucket of cold water over him. The flyer, bearing United States Army letterhead, says:”
“CODE RED CODE RED CODE RED
TERRORIST ATTACK
BIOLOGICAL WEAPON RELEASE, DULUTH AIRPORT. ALL RESIDENTS MUST LEAVE AREA. WINDS ARE CARRYING BIOLOGICAL AGENT EAST AND SOUTHEAST, EXPECTED TO COVER ENTIRE CITY AND OUTLYING AREAS BETWEEN 2:50 A.M. AND 3:35 A.M. LEAVE IMMEDIATELY — DO NOT GATHER YOUR PERSONAL BELONGINGS.”
“EVACUATE THE CITY IMMEDIATELY!
““The flyer is signed by a General Summerfield from a military medical unit Hal doesn’t recognize. But this is no time for questions. He has to get his wife and kids out of town.
The helicopter moves south, leaving an aura of eerie stillness behind. It’s dark except for the stars shining through the thin fog rolling in off Lake Superior. Hal feels a stir in the neighborhood, like a giant animal coming awake. His neighbors rush out to see what is going on and run back into their homes with a flyer. Hal grabs hold of his wife’s arm and directs her back inside.
He can almost taste the fear welling up inside him. Hal knows he has to keep control of himself and not allow the fear to take over. Get the kids. Forget everything else. He senses Jan’s trepidation and puts his hand to her cheek — partly in comfort, partly to focus her attention.”
“We’re going to be fine,” he tells her with an assurance he doesn’t feel. “Just grab the kids and get in the car. Don’t stop for anything else.”
Jan nods. She turns to run upstairs for the kids as he flips on the light switch; but there is no light — not in the hall, not in the kitchen, and not in the garage where Hal goes to get the car.
The utter darkness registers. There are no streetlights glowing, no lights in the homes.
Hal hurries back into the house, gropes for the cell phone, and punches in 911. A beep sounds. No Service glows on the screen. Using the phone for light, he rushes to the dining room and picks up the landline receiver. It’s dead too.
If something awful is happening, why hasn’t anyone contacted him? What happened to the emergency disaster contact plan?
Uncertainty grips as Hal races upstairs for his Homeland Security emergency kit. He grabs the locked box where he keeps his pistol and ammunition, and returns to the garage.
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