It is the calm before the storm.
People are adjusting to Judgment Day. They are taking steps to restore order and business as usual. The shock of the disappearance of millions across the world is wearing off. True, a new kind of predator stalks the land, but the survivors have the upper hand, and are confident the natural order of things will soon be restored. But appearances can be deceiving. Those left behind are the target of an evil as invincible as it is unscrupulous. The world is not as it was and many refuse to recognize the nature of the threat. No place remains for the complacent.
Along the shores of the Arabian Peninsula, the crew of the USS Cyclops battles for control of their ship. Their shipmates are disappearing in increasing numbers, and the enemy controls the lower decks. To whom can they turn for aid in a Middle East on fire with false prophets and war?
Near the capital, a Navy captain struggles to come to grips with a world changed beyond reckoning. Bureaucrats, embracing solutions unsavory and compromises unforgiving, will test Captain Pride's loyalties. He struggles to follow the rules of civilized behavior in a world increasingly gone savage. As he struggles to keep his family safe, old moralities will be among the casualties.
To the west, the General and those who follow him fight for their place. Always fear and hunger drive them forward, sometimes as the hunter, sometimes as the hunted. But the General will not be deterred. He refuses to run eternally in the wilderness merely trying to survive.
The end of the world, unredeemed and unrepentant, looms large. What new thing begs to replace it? What new thing begs to be born, slouching from out of the dark places? The old is swept away, the hunter becomes the prey. The creative and good expire. The creation becomes the creator. Mortals and immortals compete to reign. Whether they will reign in heaven or hell is yet to be determined.
