NINETEEN FIFTY-NOW

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"I thought it was just a joke..."

Jessica barely spoke the words through tears, "but then..."

Jessica sat at a table. Arms crossed in front of her. Evelyn stood across from her while Alissa and Adam looked on.

"But then what?" Evelyn spat back at Jessica.

"They wanted to start again," Jessica was now whispering.

"What do you mean, start again? Start what?" Safana asked.

"I saw the letter. I couldn't just let you die," Jessica was now barely audible.

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"In my top pocket. Quickly."

Jessica's Dad sat slumped against the wall. His hands tied behind his back and his feet still bound. He looked pale.

"Quickly, please," he pushed the words out.

Scott and Safana looked at Bobby and nodded. Bobby moved hesitantly toward the man, reached into his top outside pocket and pulled out a pill.

"Unless you want me to die of a heart attack, I need you to give me that pill right... now," Jessica's Dad wheezed.

Bobby put the pill in his mouth. Jessica's Dad bit down on the pill and smiled. Suddenly his eyes glazed over and foam poured out of his mouth.

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Jessica wiped her eyes with a tissue, "They said they wanted to start again. To go back to before things went wrong, they said."

"What do you mean, before things went wrong," Adam demanded.

"I'm so sorry," Jessica spoke quietly.

Safana looked shocked, "Are you saying they're the ones who..."

Scott and Bobby walked in with a look of disbelief.

"Yeah. We didn't get attacked by some other country...," Scott interrupted, holding up a small booklet.

Printed on the front of the burgundy cover in cream text were the words, 'OPERATION: NINETEEN FIFTY-NOW'.

Scott threw the book on the table, "This was in your Dad's pocket."

All of the friends gathered close and stood in silence as they read the rest of the cover.

'We, the Brothers of Salvation, vow to cleanse and return our nation to a time when the master race was still pure.'

The group of teens stood in silence for a moment, trying to process everything.

Bobby looked around at his diverse group of friends standing in their found 1950's clothes.

"They didn't count on us, did they?"

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