Civil War 2026 loudly commenced citywide. Rob knew it was time to initiate the survival strategy he’d been honing for six years. He entered the bunker he’d built, inspired by the 2020 pandemic. Seeing the mass hysteria—he knew he had to look after himself. He’d stashed an abundance of canned goods, torches, a radio, batteries, flares, weapons, and ammunition. Unable to exit, possibly for months, he’d be safe here. On his first night, he chose baked beans for dinner. Panic crept in as he rummaged for a tin opener, and realisation dawned. Apparently, he wasn’t as prepared as he thought.
By Yvonne Lang