Pulling our EV car from the garage, I caught sight of a thick dust storm out of my peripheral until I turned my head sweeping the neighborhood heading right for my house. I zipped back in slightly colliding with the garbage cans in front of the car, closing the door with the clicker behind me just in time as I heard rocks and other debris pinging off the old brick house with impressive force. It felt like the house was about to peel off the ground and getting sucked into whatever is causing this.

“Crazy start to the year in the beehive state, we just experienced our first major dust storm from the lack of moisture. Hopefully nobody was harmed,”

The weatherman began, as I sat and listened to his daily weatherly sermon per usual every morning at 8:00 A.M sharp,

“We have moved up to D3 in terms of the most sever drought we’ve had over the five year drought stint, please mitigate water usage to only essentials.”

It went fuzzy abruptly emitting a steady beep.. with text stating technical difficulties on a default error background, realizing there was mail in the mailbox I instinctively clicked off the tele meandering outside to fetch it, I felt the scorching heat wave they had been talking about melting me instantly.. almost.

Some time past the sun began to set, it went from 110° to a somewhat comfortable 90° dropping consistently. I had ventured out to check my rose bushes, they were all wilted like sad rose buds picked but not put into sugar water completely dead.

Realizing the power had oddly gone out I had to manually open the garage door, proceeding pulling out the streets were littered with debris. I made way to the weather center atop mount Kelly, inside it was bone empty for a change.

At the control room full of technical wonders, I used my access codes to see what was up with the peculiar weather, only to find a red flag warning explaining the evacuation the planet’s 2.3 million year time clock has been cut short another astonishing 95% in the last month. Leaving us just a few years of barley habitable zone.

The amount of emissions we have been carelessly pumping into not only our atmosphere but the mainland and oceans, this unnatural level of toxins likely built up spiraling the earth into an early extinction period. It gets extremely hot due to the thickness of the O-zone layer (as if the O-zone is the proverbial ‘blanket’ of the planet unnatural levels of emissions make this thicker over time.) then as the planet moves into winter things will get far worse as it will most likely be an early onset ice age since more heat will be bounced out rather than absorbed.

13 weeks after the collapse of normalized society..

The simple town of Horrow MN, Sheryl the environmental scientist now serves as a general store owner and mayor. Her husband a doctor and deputy mayor, now serves in the towns small ramshackle clinic, the rest of the townsfolk were found along the pilgrimage in.

328 million people in the us alone, after the mass desertification that dwindled steadily, our town has a population of 250. Travelers sometimes come in and add to the news board avout other small towns dotted about.

The towns main difference is its elevation 5,000 feet above sea level, this provides us with a lush little ‘bubble’ of land. This has kept us safe from the forbidding world outside the boundary.

We built the town ourselves through days and nights of hard work and dedication, the next project currently under construction is the barrier wall around the entire circumference. We need a massive amount of scarce resources, and we cannot cut down trees unless we replant 3 more. The tree amplifier only runs sub optimally due to the lack of equipment on hand, 4 people had sacrificed, that knew the edgelands for this machine and it only grows one tree per day.

That is really good but again not enough, we instead planned on visiting the iron mine. These folk continue mining to further expand their trade center and subterranean town, this facility is 10 miles away on a good day, on a bad day like these last few months you can tack on another 20 miles of tunnel you have to carefully navigate through. As this tunnel was built for strength no exactly much room. Just enough to fit a full size semi and trailer that we traded a few saplings for awhile back.

At the facility the wind was harsh today gusting at least at 120-145 miles per hour, once I had been able to get the trailer hooked up to the docking bay. They began loading the pre cut pieces for the wall. Down wind I caught sight of another grandaddy cloud,

(characterized by a thick cloud that may or may not be harboring giant flying objects, but usually so.)

I swiftly alerted the dock with a whirl of the hand telling them to close up pointing north, as I shut the steel window guards to the rig. Battened down as much as it allows I again heard the roar of the storm right overhead. – – – I flashed back to the first storm I had ever seen, playing back in my head like a horror movie – – –

The com cackled to life on the dash, “Are you ok out there Sheryl?” The dock manager Joe queried. “If you count ears ringing no, otherwise I am fine continue loading I’ll stay alert.” Sheryl sarcastically bantered.

Loaded with 10 tons of steel I eased my way back into the subterranean pipe leading home, it nerve-racking how this rig barley fits with little wiggle room. The solid state behemoths of tires ate through fine dust and debris that wind up in here due to the wind.

Back at Horrow I made way to the current building site, powering off the EV semi I grabbed the binoculars from the passenger seat looking out west beyond the horizon was the mega cloud big enough to carry full size battleships and the like. Perhaps we’ll find big ben in there, hoping down from the steps sent bronze dust plums upwards.

She removed some gloves from her overalls applying them to her hands to throw some steel beams 5× her weight.

10 weeks of construction, 14 loads full of iron, 600 miles or more of fencing standing 34 feet high. Specially built to break the wind. Complete with a draw bridge.

The storm hit earlier than expected, rocking the sturdy structure to and fro creating a few cracks in the foundation and wall from the sheer size of the objects. We had to use the sliding back door meant for the semi, around us was a bunch of debris from boats to cars and even parts of buildings, bunkers and more. Scavenging is the first and foremost mission, to our surprise this storm brought all kinds of goodies. With the scrap we built a watch tower on the western corner, something we thought would only be seen on games like fallout.

Lastly fortifying the guardian walls thoroughly attaching water catchment tanks arojnd the circumference. Breaking up concrete gave us some gravel for the border edge of town. From above it looks like a legitimate fortress crop land included, we now finally have a sense of security untill…

The next obstacle, fuel and oil. The refinery exploded during the catastrophic level storm. Now life has been pushed back to the 1700’s for the most part besides what solar can power. We have set up a solar water pump rather than a gas powered setup. Only loosing some performance.

Stick around for part two!

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