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  “You think?” Kylee said, a little smirk crossing her face, “Maybe it was, I don’t know, the earthquake?”

  Ryan didn’t seem to see the humor. “The earthquake may have been the particular culprit, but I think it, and the tidal wave, are symptoms of something bigger at work here.”

  “Okay,” said Kylee, sitting down in a cross-legged position, “what do we do?”

  Theo saw her deep eyes looking at him hopefully. “There’s not much we can do now but wait for the morning. Ryan, how many people are in this building? Any idea?”

  “I’m sure there are a few refugees hanging around, but by and large most of the people are gone. We saw them streaming out when all the craziness started. And besides, the ones on the first few floors, well…” He didn’t have to continue.

  “Fair enough,” said Theo. He walked over to Bill and extended his hand. “I think the higher we are, the safer, for now at least. Let’s go down to the top floor and see if we can find a vacancy.”

  The group of weary teens made their way down to the highest hallway. Ryan used his iPhone’s LED light to illuminate a few feet in front of them. They all tried various doors and found them locked. Theo was about to suggest that they break in when the edge of the small light found a door that stood partially ajar.

  They cautiously entered the apartment. Moving in a tight pack, they explored each room. Pictures had fallen off the wall and shattered on the marble in the living room. Dishes were scattered and broken all over the kitchen. Mostly, though, the place was in good order considering the unusual disaster that had befallen it.

  Theo suggested that the residents of this penthouse suite had bolted and forgot to close the door. It seemed a plausible enough explanation. Ryan claimed a guest room down a marble hallway. He left his phone light on in the center of the living room. To Theo’s surprise, Michelle slowly followed Ryan. He turned and saw Bill also watching as Michelle departed. Bill sat dejected on the living room couch and pulled his feet up.

  Theo felt terrible for Bill. The night’s events had hit him hard. But then, whatever this was had impacted all of them. It occurred to Theo that he had no way to get in touch with his family. They couldn’t know that he was alive and unhurt and he knew nothing about their safety. Had this thing hit Philadelphia? That thought led itself to another question, one that followed him as he entered the master bedroom with Kylee and curled up in the king size bed with her in his arms.

  As Kylee dozed off, Theo stared at the seemingly endless darkness above him. Finally sleep came to him, and as he drifted away that one thought kept floating through his mind. If we are in the midst of a huge disaster, where is the media to cover it? Where are the National Guard helicopters? Where is everybody?

  Chapter 3

  Waking once in the middle of the night, Theo had considered the possibility that somehow dawn was never going to arrive. Maybe the sun itself had gone out along with the bright lights of the boardwalk. When he woke the next time though, sunlight was trickling through the blinds on the bedroom windows.

  Theo slowly got out of bed, making sure not to disturb Kylee, and went to the bathroom. He pressed the handle and the toilet gave a weak, brief flush. Theo shook his head. He should have realized that the plumbing wasn’t likely to work. He turned on the sink and got just enough water out of the pipes to wash his hands before the tap ran out. He walked out to the living room and saw that Bill was already up and gone. Ryan and Michelle’s door was closed.

  Theo left the apartment and found his way back to the stairwell. When he emerged on the roof the sunlight temporarily blinded him. He blinked until his vision cleared. Bill was sitting on the edge of the building with his legs hanging in the air two hundred or so feet above the street.

  Theo walked intentionally loud to signal his approach. “There’s no way they survived.” Bill spoke without turning.

  “You don’t know that,” Theo said. He looked out over the edge. The beach was wet but the ocean seemed to be behaving normally. The boardwalk was damaged in some places but overall not too bad. The buildings along the boardwalk were a mixed bag. Some, especially the taller condos, were structurally intact, at least to the naked eye. Many of the smaller structures had suffered tremendous damage or had been wiped out completely. The dust clouds had settled to a height of maybe twenty feet.

  “What I know,” said Bill, “is that Mark was in that building and the damned thing is just rubble and dust.”

  “And what if you’re right? That doesn’t change the fact that we need to get home and find out what the hell happened. There’s some reason that nobody is down there digging through the debris. Maybe they somehow just don’t know. That means if we want to save Mark and anyone else who may be trapped or hurt we need to get out of here and get them some help!”

  Bill sighed. He looked exhausted. Theo wondered if his friend had slept at all. “I guess you’re right man; I’m just scared. I don’t understand any of this.” He swung his legs back onto the roof and stood up. Theo nodded his agreement. Who could possibly understand what had happened- what was still happening?

  When Theo and Bill got back to the apartment, the others were all up. Michelle was clinging to Ryan. Theo locked eyes with Kylee and she ran over to him. “Have you guys figured out what our next move should be?”

  “Theo thinks our best hope at saving ourselves and…you know… is to get out of this damned town and get help.” Bill spoke from the foyer and he kept eyeing the door. He was ready to face whatever came next.

  The five teens descended the dark stairwell and emerged into the hazy daylight below. Ribbons of dust floated in the current of sea air. The street and sidewalk, built as they were on tightly packed sand, had warped and cracked from the earthquake. Theo led his friends carefully back onto Atlantic Avenue.

  They stopped and surveyed the destruction. More than a few bodies lined the streets. Michelle turned toward Ryan and began to cry, but Theo was impressed to see Kylee carefully compose herself and remain calm.

  “I thought you said there were people all over the street.” Ryan said. “I don’t see anybody.” He gulped. “Not anybody alive anyway.”

  Theo shrugged. “My guess is many of them got themselves to shelter just like we did. By now maybe most of them are on their way home.”

  After some debate, they agreed to cut straight back toward the bay side of the island. That way they could get some idea of what was happening on the far end of the wetlands while they walked to the bridge.

  They passed by a convenience store. Although the store had survived the earthquake and been nowhere near the tidal wave, the glass door and windows were broken. Bill ran across the parking lot and looked in. “Some of the shelves are empty. People seriously stole from a store in the middle of all this?”

  Theo had seen plenty of news footage of looting during chaos. This break-in didn’t surprise him at all. “People do crazy stuff. It’s just one more reason to get out of here. Let’s keep moving.”

  They left the raided store behind them and crossed Ventnor Avenue. One more side street would lead to the wetlands. Theo looked at his friends. They all had similar looks of grim resolve. He promised himself that he would see them all to safety and then do whatever he could to get help for Mark and Jamie.

  The teens came out of the small street and onto Winchester Avenue. Theo walked in the lead. He scanned the horizon, expecting to see smoke rising in the distance. Surely the damage extended beyond the narrow strip of island. He was shocked that the bright light of the morning sun seemed unimpeded by any smoke. He squinted his eyes against the sun and looked again. The sky was bright blue. Below that…

  Theo’s jaw dropped. Ryan walked up next to him. “What’s wrong?” He looked up and the widening of his eyes conveyed that he saw exactly what was wrong. Not only was there no smoke rising from the houses and shopping centers across the wetlands, there were no houses, no centers and no wetlands. The ocean waters lapped against the side of the raised street and in s
ome areas the waves pushed onto the road leaving wet foam.

  “I don’t understand, where is everything?” Ryan was backing away slowly. Michelle ran up to him and they embraced, frightened. Bill and Kylee approached Theo. Theo tightened his jaw. He had promised to save his friends, but what could have prepared him for this?

  He suggested they walk down to the bridge anyway. They proceeded in silence, each processing his or her own thoughts about the impossible situation. As Theo expected, the bridge was gone. The twisted remnants of the steel beams jutted out of the ground like crooked teeth. Beyond that, nothing.

  Bill darted forward. Before Theo could stop him, he jumped off the edge and into the ocean. With no time to think, Theo jumped in after him. As he splashed into the warm water, it occurred to him that his keys and wallet were in his pockets. Well, nothing to be done about that now. Bill was swimming ahead. There was no chance of catching him, especially with a few seconds’ head start. Fortunately, Bill came to a stop. He dropped below the surface of the water and was gone for a few frightening seconds before he emerged facing Theo.

  “The ground drops out.” Bill shouted back. His eyes were wide. “It was barely more than waist height for a while and now I can’t even feel the bottom. We are way out in the ocean, man; this is the real thing.”

  “Okay, just do me a favor and come back. We’ll figure this out.”

  Bill threw his hands in the air as if to say “how exactly will we do that?” but he started paddling back to land.

  The teens wandered back toward the center of town. By now other survivors were emerging from the buildings. They were heading in different directions, but Theo felt sure that eventually they would all discover what he and his friends had seen for themselves.

  Michelle pointed out that they hadn’t had anything to eat in a long time. Theo hadn’t even noticed how hungry he was. Now that the issue was raised, he could feel the pangs. “Let’s see what’s left in the convenience store before it gets totally emptied.” He took Kylee’s hand. “Then, we can walk to the park and have a picnic.” He smiled, hoping that his forced positivity would be infectious.

  The store still had some supplies, but Theo and his friends were hardly the only ones with the idea to do some discount shopping. Other survivors browsed the emptying aisles. Theo noticed that many of the refrigerated units were still full. Nobody had much use for frozen goods that were no longer frozen.

  The teens gathered up cans of tuna, loaves of bread and warm sodas. On the walk to the park, Theo took Bill aside. He had decided that while Ryan had more technical knowledge about a variety of things, it might be best to keep Bill focused on a purposeful goal.

  “We have some things we’ve got to figure out,” Theo started. He assumed this was better than “We’ve got a serious problem.”

  “Yeah,” said Bill. “If the other food stores are being hit like the one we just left, there won’t be enough to last us very long.”

  Theo was glad to hear that Bill was thinking clearly. “Agreed. Also, and this may be an even bigger issue, there’s no power. No way to keep food cold, no air conditioning, no lights at night.”

  Bill nodded. “What can we do?”

  “I don’t think there’s much we can do to fix the bigger problems. My concern right now is our survival. We have to get out of here. I’ve got a few ideas. We know that the bridge across to the bay is gone, and the bay itself is either gone or somehow too far away to see.”

  “Right. How the hell is that possible?”

  “I don’t know. But just because the one way off is gone doesn’t mean we can’t find another way. The AC Expressway ends in the city and that’s a much bigger bridge. Maybe it’s still working.”

  “Ok,” Bill agreed. “Let’s try the city after lunch. But what if that doesn’t work?”

  “Not sure.” They had reached the park and Theo sat down on a bench. “I thought maybe we could take a boat?”

  Over lunch Theo tried to keep the conversation light, as if none of the craziness around them was actually happening. He asked questions to keep the talk moving. He was surprised to find out that Michelle actually had a fairly good sense of humor. She was one of those people who responded well to direct questions but was hesitant to jump into a conversation without an invitation.

  Theo continued to be fascinated by Kylee’s determined calm. He could see that in another situation he would be excited to be her boyfriend. Right now though he needed to focus on making sure they got to safety, preferably before nighttime. If they got out of this, he would think about such normal things as dating.

  Ryan was the first to turn the conversation back to the predicament at hand. “So, I hate to be a downer but has anyone figured out how we can get the hell out of here?”

  Theo shared his plan of escaping through Atlantic City. As he spoke, he noticed Ryan wrinkling his face. “Something wrong Ry?”

  “I don’t know, it’s just… well, your argument about the bridges makes sense. I mean, yeah, the AC bridge is a lot bigger and sturdier construction. But, the thing is, we can’t see the land on the other side! If something sank the coast, I don’t know, like a bomb or something, then no bridge is going to get us to something that isn’t there. I don’t care how strong the bridge is.”

  They sat silently and considered Ryan’s point. “I think we should still head down there.” Bill said. “It’s a whole city, there must be some people there who have an answer.”

  Theo seconded the plan. After finishing their meal, they cut down to the boardwalk and started east toward Atlantic City. Several minutes later, the casinos emerged from the distant fog. Without any lights, the enormous buildings loomed ominously over the beach like sleeping giants.

  It wasn’t long before they came to a part of the boardwalk that was filled with debris. The beach was too wet for travelling so they walked back out to the street. As they passed the sign welcoming them to Atlantic City, a voice called out. “Kids! Hey kids, wait where you are!” As accustomed as they had become to silence, the teens were shocked by this new voice.

  A police officer was walking over to them. He introduced himself as Officer Menendez of the AC police department. Officer Menendez’s voice was calm and mildly authoritative but something in his eyes told Theo that the policeman was just as frightened as everyone else.

  “Where are you all headed?” Menendez asked. Theo explained the plan to check out the bridge.

  “I’ll save you the trouble. There’s no bridge.”

  Kylee asked if anyone had tried a boat yet.

  “We’ve had the idea,” said Menendez, “but we don’t have any boats. Anything on the bay side got washed away somewhere and anything on the ocean side was destroyed by the wave that hit last night.”

  Bill spoke up. There was a hint of panic and more than a hint of anger in his voice. “Well, then what exactly are you doing? We have friends who are trapped in one of the collapsed motels and we’re all stuck on this damned island and you’re the first policeman we’ve even seen. What are you doing to help us?”

  Menendez raised his hands, palms out in a defensive gesture. “Whoa, buddy. Let’s not get all aggressive here, okay? I’ll level with you. We have a bunch of people who are hurt, and some who are trapped. Most of the departments from the smaller towns have nobody showing up for work. Even in AC we’re very shorthanded. We’ve got several reports of mischief breaking out and have sent officers to those locations. Others are trying to get in contact with someone on the mainland. So trust me, kid, we’re doing the best we can to keep order and to investigate what’s happening.”

  The officer’s radio crackled. A muffled voice spoke through the speaker. “All ACPD required to report to headquarters immediately!”

  Menendez gave a weak smile. “You see? Somebody high up has figured something out. Hang in there, kids.”

  Theo thought that Officer Menendez was trying to convince himself as much as the rest of them. The teens watched the policeman walk off in silence. Ky
lee looked at Theo. “So, no bridge and no boats. What next?”

  Theo looked at Bill. His friend was lost in thought again and his eyes stared at the ground. “Well,” Theo said, “I thought we might go by the motel.”

  The ground around what was once the Sea Sons motel had turned into mud: a combination of flooding from the tidal wave and debris from the fallen structure. Ryan and the girls stayed on the boardwalk as Theo and Bill carefully approached the building.

  The wave had knocked the motel backwards and the far side of the building had pancaked as the supports gave out. To Theo’s amazement, the rooms closer to the ocean had avoided total collapse, though they were all very damaged and turned almost on their sides.

  Bill led the way, climbing the twisted railings like they were an insane jungle gym. Theo followed, his heart pounding with worry. It took some time to maneuver over to what had been their room. Bill jumped from the railing to the angled doorframe. The door was ajar and gravity held it wide open. Bill disappeared through the opening.

  Theo made the leap to the doorway and looked inside. It was like peering into a funhouse mirror. From his position sitting on the side of the doorframe, Theo looked down to see Bill squatting on the couch, which was now resting on the wall. The whole room was turned on its side and the furniture had slid down with some force into the wall below.

  “I called for Mark and Jamie but nobody’s answering,” said Bill.

  “They could be hurt,” Theo said. “We’ve got to check the back room.”

  Bill looked up with dismay. Theo saw the problem: With the room almost ninety degrees on its side, the door to the back bedroom was up near the ceiling. Bill was way too low, and Theo, though at the right height, was way too far away.

  “I don’t think I can make it,” said Bill.

  Theo studied the room. “There’s one shot. If you lift me up I think I can grab onto the wall unit and from there I can reach the door.”