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at the end of the road and seemed eager to get going, as he climbed into the truck.

    “Hey man, what’s goin ' on?” I said.

    “ Aww , nothing much. Hey, turn on the radio” he said in a very excitedly.

    I agreed, “What's going on?”

    “Just listen...” he replied, “ It’s getting worse”

    I fumbled with the tuner until I found a station that came in clearly. As we drove I could hear the broadcasts. “Looting and riots continue to escalate. Law enforcement has had little to no effect in controlling the mass chaos. Reports of violence are coming in from many regions and the panic seems to be spreading. Trade and commerce are also severely affected. Reports of wide spread attacks by angry mobs and looters have been coming in for ours; with some
    victims being brutally beaten, sexually assaulted or even bitten by their attackers.”

    “Wow,” I told Rick, “things are really getting bad.”

    “Yeah I know, I wonder if it will end up affecting us? I mean with oil and stuff like that. The oil sheiks are always looking for an excuse to jack up gas prices.” Rick always seemed to fall back to some type of conspiracy theory, but in truth there was always some truth to be found in his crazy ideas.

    “I dunno , probably so, they always seem to use any excuse they can find, I wouldn't be surprised if they did! ”, I told him lightheartedly

    We set out to Panatauk, our largest city (at least within a reasonable drive). There were several bills to pay and things to do including some light grocery shopping. Living in the country as I did, I usually only managed to get to town once or twice a month but it was absolutely necessary as going to Mark's, as things were generally twice as much as they were at the stores in Panatauk. It could get very costly if you shopped in Barkley more than a few times a month so it was well worth making one big haul every month to get everything I needed, that way I could limit my trips to Mark's Grocery and save a pocketful of cash in the process.

    As we set out we continued to chat and listen to the radio. It was during these next forty-five minutes that we began to understand something more was going on than had initially been relayed, and our situation quickly began to change.

    As we drove our attention was drawn ever more to the radio as news and alerts started to filter in, continued reports of violence, riots and attacks filled our ears. Widespread panic and hysteria had settled in even in areas that were seemingly unaffected and far removed from where the initial disaster had taken place. There were disturbances in regions like Europe, China, Italy, and Japan; which made absolutely no sense.

    Then we began to hear warnings issued directly to American cit i zens. “With the growing reports of violence in many regions; some only hundreds of miles north and south of American borders we cannot rule out the possibility that terrorist organizations are taking advantage of the mass confusion caused by this disaster. Authorities
    cannot rule out the use of biological weapons or otherwise...reports are wide and scattered. Citizens are strongly urged to exercise extreme caution. Caution is also advised to American citizens t raveling abroad. As soon as we have more information it will be brought to you. Please stay tuned to your local news affiliate for further details.”

    I looked at Rick. “Dude, not good . . . not good! What the fuck?”

    “I don't know, it doesn't make any sense, I think we just better get to town and get our shit done. It’s going to be busy as hell and I don't want to get caught in the middle of all those people freaking out.” Rick replied.

    We had just entered the city limits when we got another report on the radio, the music abruptly interrupted by a local news anchor.

    “Ladies and gentlemen we are now going live to the Center for Disease Control.” A few seconds later I could hear the sound of heels and assorted clatter as spokeswoman made