One Man's Island by Thomas J. Wolfenden

Author:Thomas J. Wolfenden [Wolfenden, Thomas J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ballistic missile, epic struggle, end, End of the World, us army, island, hawaii, postapocalyptic, ranger, last man on earth, journey, gamma ray, military, Apocalypse, pirate
Publisher: Permuted Press
Published: 2014-03-12T05:00:00+00:00

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Tim smoked a final cigarette of the night and shooed Robyn off to bed.

“Good night, Daddy,” she said, reaching up and kissing him on the cheek.

“Good night, Robyn,” he said, helping her up into her bunk, and turning off the lights, making sure Bad Bear was snug in her grasp. She was sound asleep in a flash, and Tim headed off to bed himself. He made sure there was still a round in the chamber of his M4 and the safety was still on, before propping the rifle up by his bed. He still had the old .45 auto under his pillow because it never hurt to be sure. He lay in bed for a while, listening for any sound, but all was quiet except for the screech of a barn owl somewhere off in the distance. He was soon fast asleep, and dreamt of a girl he knew in high school. He couldn’t remember her name but he could remember her kisses, and in his dream, he thought that maybe she was the one he should have married.

The next morning, when he was woken by Robyn’s screams, it felt as though he had only just fallen asleep.

“Daddy, Daddy! Come quick and look at this!”

He quickly sat upright to the early morning light was streaming in between the cracks in the blinds. He looked at his watch and saw that it was 6 AM.

“Alright, alright, hold your horses!” he shouted.

“Daddy, please come quick!” she shouted again, and it sounded like it was coming from outside. He quickly donned some flip flops and a t-shirt, and grabbed the carbine, because he had no idea what the girl was shouting about, but she was sure excited over something. Walking out to the common area of the camper, he saw no sign of Robyn but the door was hanging wide open. He rushed outside to find her standing about ten feet from the camper.

When he saw what she was so excited about, he lowered the rifle.

“Daddy, would you look at that!” she almost screamed.

“I see it. That’s just incredible!” he said, just as amazed as she was.

He walked over to her, and looked up. Only about a hundred feet from where they’d parked behind the truck stop was what looked like an overgrown soybean field. Right up to the edge of the barbed wire fence that separated the field from the truck stop parking lot was the nose of a huge Boeing 747. Driving in at night like they had, they completely missed it. There it was though. Split into what looked like four sections was the fuselage of the big plane. Looking back towards the rear, you could see the wings and engines off in the distance where they’d sheared off during the crash. The bright white and blue paint was still as shiny as it had been the last time it took off from Indonesia, almost two years ago. Tim knew exactly what plane this was, because he could still see the Presidential Seal of the United States on the nose.

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