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Rick pulled the phone away and scrunched his face in confusion “Please try texting your intended recipient?” He repeated the phrase to hi if he had soe before Still, though, good idea”
Rick brought up his text e to his wife
U ok? I dont knohats going on Stay inside and away from the car K?
He was just about to hit the “send” button when he noticed that the phone was rapidly groarm on the backside He turned it over and saw, to his horror, that the back case arped outward like there was a balloon beneath it that was being blown up Realizing as happening, Rick didn’t hesitate to throw the phone as far as he possibly could, sending it through the air to skitter along the asphalt road before it, too, exploded into flames
A battery beco was not a common occurrence, but it had happened before, especially with certain ent quality checks For it to happen in conjunction with everything else that was going on, though, seemed more than just a coincidence in Rick’s mind He stared at the s it to nothing e on the road Giving the mound of what used to be his phone a wide berth, Rick continued to trudge along the road as it rose steadily and turned into the overpass When he finally reached the peak, he stopped and turned to look at the city to the east
“Nope Definitely not a coincidence” Rick stared, ape, at the destruction before him At least two other planes had fallen into the city, one striking a skyscraper which was teetering on the edge of falling over The smoke that filled the sky was fed fros he saw Theand Rick turned around and collapsed onto the ground as his mind reeled
He realized in the back of his mind that he was in shock, andaway froh, he could feel his entire body begin to shake as his thoughts raced, unhindered and uncontrollable Whatever was going on was not, he determined, a dream, nor was it some sort of freak accident Cars didn’t shut off and start leaking gasoline Ordinary phones didn’t have their batteries short circuit and explode Planes didn’t just fall from the sky
Rick put his head back against the concrete side of the overpass and closed his eyes, feeling hi into a black pit of unconsciousness He welco
Chapter 3
The Waters’ Homestead
Ellisville, VA
“This place looks like crap!”
“Language, Jacob!”
“Sorry, mom”
“Well it is kind of crappy”