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July 4, 2011
The evening sky is painted with fireflies when Jacob exits onto his front porch. It's hard to believe that in hours, this beautiful landscape will become inhospitable... too dangerous for anyone to remain outdoors. It's stifling, living in such times... but his real concerns remain with his sister.

“Come on Em,” he began reluctantly, “it's getting dark. We've got to get inside.”

Jacob hates this... these evenings when he polices the house... makes demands... disappoints.

But sooner or later the night will come to swallow them whole if they aren't careful.

It's only just a matter of time.