“What do you think is going on?” Jen asked, and he could hear a touch of nervousness in her voice. “What do you mean?” “John, it kind of reminds me of nine-eleven. The silence. But we still had electricity then; we could see the news. All those cars stalled earlier.” He didn’t say anything. There was a thought, but it was too disturbing to contemplate right now. He wanted to believe that it was just a weird combination of coincidences, a power failure that might be regional, and would ground most flights due to air traffic control. Maybe it was some sort of severe solar storm, potent enough to
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