Chapter 1: An Eternity At Sea | Entry One: Complete and Utter Destruction

Before our homes were torn apart, we lived in Mystic, Connecticut. A small, calm town on the East coast. Life was good. I remember almost perfectly looking at the horizon of the mysterious, endless Atlantic ocean and witnessing the first missile flying through the sky. It soared overhead, then plummeting down a few miles away, erupting into a cloud of nuclear fire, consuming entire cities. The shockwaves ripped through Mystic, tearing apart most homes and buildings. In that instant, about 500,000 people died in Connecticut alone. All I could do was look as two more warheads followed, one hitting far North and one landing a few miles South of Mystic. The population of Connecticut, which was previously hovering around 4 million, was instantly reduced to an estimated 200,000 as two more explosions erupted. It was a miracle Mystic wasn't hit too hard. With a horrifying start, I realized my family was visiting relatives in Washington D.C. Still reeling from the shock, I tried calling them. Of course, all the nearby cell towers had been destroyed, so I was unable to contact them. My mother, father, and two sisters. They're dead, I know it. However, not having confirmation is horrible. Since I technically can't be sure they're gone, there is always that voice in the back of my head telling me they're still alive. I try shutting them up, but human hope is powerful.