The day the world ends starts just like every other day. The squeal of the tires and a billow of smoke came through the open window as the deputy spun the car around and headed in the opposite direction. Dawson reached down and turned the radio on.. ‘…issued a shelter-in-place warning for all citizens east of the Mississippi river to include the entire Ohio River valley. A state of emergency now exists in all major metropolitan areas and the President has activated ALL National Guard personnel to respond to the crises. The governors of the individual states are now entrusted with plenary powers from the federal government to oversee coordinated efforts related directly to their states. FEMA stands ready to assist any of the various governors as needed.’ Lonnie turned his head and looked in the rear view mirror. The road was empty in both directions. “What the hell is happening?” He asked aloud. Dawson didn’t reply. He pulled out his phone and scrolled his recent calls. He dialed her number. It didn’t connect. This is what happens when the dead don't stay dead.