Chaos

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This book is for Julie, my wife and the love of my life.

Without your support, none of this would’ve been possible.

Thank you for everything.

The long, twisting tunnel should’ve been empty.

Fred Jenson’s heart skipped a beat as he examined the gigantic black shadow that rose menacingly out of the darkness. What was a subway car still doing in the tunnel? Had it been damaged by the fire?

Sweat poured from his forehead, soaking his grimy face. With shaking hands, he lifted the bottle of Evan Williams, unscrewed the top, and tipped a few ounces down his throat.

It didn’t burn. It never burned. Not anymore.

He stared at the car through bleary eyes. Must be fire-damaged. That was the only explanation that made sense. Yet, at least from his vantage point, it looked perfectly normal.

Jenson inched forward. He didn’t want trouble. He merely wanted to see the destruction. The old guy, the one in the checked blue coat who slept in the maintenance shack, had told him all about it.

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