Tears of the World: A Post-Apocalyptic Story (The World Burns Book 4) by Boyd Craven Iii

Author:Boyd Craven Iii [Craven, Boyd Iii]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Short Stories & Anthologies, Short Stories, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Dystopian, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), Single Authors
Amazon: B00YLNSLIK
Published: 2015-05-30T05:00:00+00:00

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His bike ride to Daniel’s house was a lot shorter than he expected, but his sore ribs and shaky legs were complaining that he’d pushed himself, pushed hard. Daniel’s father was in the driveway, packing an old three wheeler with his lawn cart attached to it. Food and clothing was piled in the small trailer.

“Oh thank god. I was going to try to come find you soon,” Daniels father said, getting off the quad.

“What’s going on?” Michael’s chest was heaving still, sweat running rivers off his temples.

“I don’t know, but it’s bad. Nothing electronic seems to work, the cars don’t work,” they walked towards the garage and the shade, “and there were several planes that crashed.”

“Five thousand,” Michael mumbled.

“What’s that?”

“Some random fact I learned in school. There are five thousand jets flying over America at any given moment. I wasn’t imagining things, was I?” Michael’s voice was bewildered.

He sat on the edge of the cracked pavement and took an offered bottle of water before Daniel’s father sat next to him.

“I’m glad your parents were already landed then, they should be safe.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Do you remember what I did before I was a plumber?”

“You were in the Air Force?”

“No, Navy. I’m pretty sure we had an EMP or a CME go off. It fries circuit boards. If I’m right, things are about to get really, really bad.”

“Are my parents going to be ok?”

“The ship they’re on is going to be fine if they made it away from the coast. They should have been outside the effects. Now, I need you to pack your stuff and together we’ll…”

“You’re leaving for somewhere,” he stated, not understanding the man’s sudden urgency.

“Yes, we have to get you packed up,” Mr. Norton said, walking to the three wheeler.

“There’s something I have to do first,” Michael said, and with a fresh flow of tears, explained everything.

He’d never cried this hard in his entire life, it left him feeling crushed and hollow. When he was done explaining everything, Daniel’s father remained silent for a long moment.

“We can try to talk to the Chief if you’d like. I don’t know if they would be in any shape to help.”

“What do you mean? They’re the police, they handle things like this.” Michael was worried.

“Everyone has been thrown back in time by a hundred years. Things are going to get ugly. There are only so many of the police, and they are having the same problems that the rest of us do. No cars, no phones, no radios…”

“Is this why you’re leaving?” Michael asked quietly.

“No, it’s the fires.”

The smell of smoke was a lot stronger, and he realized that he’d been smelling it all day, just not the variations of intensity.

“Five thousand planes…” Michael’s voice trailed off.

“Like five thousand bombs going off, all over the country.”

“Mr. Norton, do you…”

“John, call me John. Let’s go try the police first. Then we’ll pack you up and head out. Deal?”

“Yes Mr. I mean. Sure, John,” his voice sounding less confident than he felt.

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