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Chapter 8 by Deathcon Deathcon

Does the remainder of the night go smoothly?

Yes

PoV Switch: Christina

"Get up Christina. It is time to move." Mom said as she shaked me back and forth awake. I opened my eyes to see that almost everything was already inside and a stench plagued the area.

"What's that smell? Did a skunk do that?" I asked as I got out of my sleeping bag. Jacob looked back at me and shrugged before getting the van at the wheel. I didn't ask further as I put my stuff in the back and got in. Everyone already inside.

"So where are we heading?" I asked.

"Let's hope this gives some idea." Jacob turned on the radio then and static fizzled around the car then he played with it until it was on a station with actual talking people.

"To all who are listening: do not panic. I need everyone who can hear this to not panic and head to a place called Sudbury in what was Ontario Canada. There will be supplies there for all who can get there. We have a supply able to support up to 10,000 people for 50 years. However we will not allow anyone else in so get here soon." The man on the radio explained.

"Sudbury in Ontario? That's over 2,000 miles from us! We'll never get there in time. We don't even have enough fuel for it." Jacob said his face downcast.

"We mustn't give up on hope." Mom put her hand on Jacob. "We best start driving if we have even a chance." Jacob sighed as he started driving toward Sunbury.

What problems does the Martins face?

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