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Deliverance is needed from a lie that seeks to destroy all of mankind.


The wind felt so good through Amy’s hair, she felt free and alive, she tilted her head back and took a deep breath of the air rushing across her face. Exhaling all of her worries, if only for a moment. She loved riding in Tim’s blue rag-top convertible. The week always seemed to go on forever until he could see him again on the weekend. Going to different colleges across the state made it seemed like torture. Every minute spent together has turned into cherished memories. Oh no, here comes that dreaded Sunday evening racing towards Amy like a Mac truck and, it's hell-bent on crashing into her joy.

I’ll just bury myself in my books until next Friday, she thought, trying to find a way to make the time go by faster.

Before I know it, I'll even have a grade point average to brag about to stuck up Laura Farnsworth,

Wow, where did that come from? Amy wondered as she began to doubt her own integrity.

“Just drop me off at the library,” said Amy.

“Sure babe, call me tonight,” Tim said as he turned right on Dover street.

"You know I will," said Amy, "It's on the top of my list handsome."

She loved that Tim looked like Kurt Russel, her mind went somewhere else, remembering that she had once been told that she resembled a young Sally Field. Funny how people like to use movie stars and famous singers as references to compare someone's looks to. She mused to herself as a jolt brought her thoughts back to where her body was.
The car jolted when they drove over a small pothole that was unavoidable.
Tim pulled in front of the library at the University of Miami.
Amy got out of the car, she wished they could have more time together.

“Friday will be here before you know it," said Tim.

Amy noticed he got lost for a moment in her beautiful long hair as the sun danced through her curls. The long kiss helped but the feeling of bliss was short-lived.
Amy could hear the zooming of Tim’s engine fading away as she climbed the white marble steps. The clicking of her shoes got the attention of the waiting librarian.

“Hi, Mrs.Collins,” Amy whispered.

“Hi Amy, your Criminal Investigation book arrived today”, said Mrs.Collins, quietly

Mrs. Collins saw Amy’s eyes light up, “That was quick,” said Amy.

“You are in luck, your major is highly pursued, it should have taken longer.”

Amy handed her school card to Mrs.Collins. Suddenly, the National Civil Air-Raid horn sounded, assaulting their ears. Amy and Mrs. Collins froze. In a flat second, everything changed but no one knew how or for that matter why yet.

Amy rushed out of the library, leaving behind her book and everyone's cell phones screaming in concert. Two minutes later, she was at her dorm room door hands shaking and not doing well at getting her key into the keyhole. It took real focus just to get the door open she was still shaken up couldn't get that loud dull hum out of her head that she heard when rushing across campus.
Fear rushed through her, a feeling Amy hated, it made, her heart race, her palms sweat and incapacitated her ability to think rationally.

“No! I will not be controlled by something they teach us is an emotion but is really an external enemy,”

she exclaimed loudly, reinforcing her ability to brush off the unwelcome fear. Guess I better calm down, she thought, turning on the television and taking a deep breath she exhaled and her heart began to gradually slow down.
She knew she wouldn't be any good to anyone if she gave into fear, least of all herself.

"This is the Emergency Broadcast System interrupting your regularly scheduled programming to bring you critical information. The President of the United States has issued the Nationwide State of Emergency urging everyone to take shelter immediately. Do not attempt to cross state lines, blockades have been placed at all points of exit in order to contain the situation. Stay tuned to this station for further updates."

She imagined some people were rushing to their computers to find out what was happening, she saw others turning on their televisions where they found all programming interrupted and alerts lit up cell phones, she could almost hear it, that alarming sound still fresh in her mind, Nonetheless, when she remembered the images of what she saw on the way to her dorm, Amy yelled at the television,

"What's happening?", becoming aware of her eyes getting wide.

Feelings of disbelief swept over her,

"But it's too soon," she found herself talking to walls that had no ears nor even cared.

What Amy saw on the way to her dorm-room shook her to the core. It's something many people don’t deem possible or even believe in but she knew that someday this would happen...
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Chapter 2 A Little Help 10.61k

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