Power Grids Are Down

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The final day of this year's week-long fishing trip was nearly over, and they all caught more than expected. Brad Zimberman and three of his best friends were settling in for a comfortable evening near the entrance to a calm inlet (fjord) within the Allusion islands. The weather was perfect on this late August day, and they were preparing fish fillets for their final night before the trip back home. The evening was comfortable as the sun set and darkness invaded the sky above them, and this is when Brad noticed a strange orange and red glow in the distance. As he pointed it out to the other guys, a separate and second glowing object appeared. It didn't take long before a third glowing object appeared, and it was at this time they could tell that the objects were traveling towards them. The objects were coming from Russia and were traveling hyper-fast and low near the water to avoid radar, and that's when Brad yelled, "Missiles!".