The back of the car slammed into two of the soldiers.
Safana stepped on the gas and the others were thrown back into their seats. Another soldier rolled up and off the hood of the car.
"What the hell!" Adam exclaimed. The car sped down the highway back towards the bomb-shelter.
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"He's not dead," Bobby was grabbing rope from the work bench.
Evelyn shoved the man over and he groaned. She kicked him in the ribs.
"Shut. Up" Evelyn whispered at the again unconscious man.
Bobby bound the man's hands, while Evelyn tied his legs.
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The huge garage door slammed shut and the sunlight disappeared.
The group, still shaken from their experience on the highway, slowly walked away from the car. It made ticking noises as the engine cooled.
"What is going on?" Adam pushed his hair out of his face.
Alissa was a few steps ahead of them when she stopped suddenly, "Evelyn? Bobby? What the?"
"Who the hell is that?" Safana stammered.
The soldier lay on the floor. His feet and hands bound. His head covered in a canvas bag. Bobby stood beside him with a glazed expression.
Evelyn held up a wallet.
"Jessica... is this your Dad?"
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Storie breviA group of high school friends break into an abandoned 1950's government bomb shelter for an end of year party when, without notice, nuclear war actually breaks out. Left with only the supplies, clothes and technology stored in the shelter from...
