Chapter 11
Evacuation Protocol
Authorities finally acknowledge the threat, initiating a chaotic and desperate evacuation of millions from the projected blast zone.
The tremor wasn't a tremor anymore. It was a guttural groan from the earth, a sound that vibrated not just through the soles of their shoes, but deep into their bones. Dr. Aris Thorne, his face a mask of grim exhaustion, watched the seismograph needle jump with a violence that defied the instrument's designed limits. For weeks, the whispers had grown louder, the anomalies more insistent. Now, the whispers were a roar.
“It’s happening,” he breathed, his voice rough. Beside him, Agent Lena Hanson gripped the edge of the console, her knuckles white. The sterile hum of the lab, usually a comfort, now felt like a prelude to a storm.
Across the country, the news channels, initially dismissive of the “minor seismic activity” in the heartland, were finally catching up. The calm, measured tones of the anchors were replaced with a frantic urgency. Live feeds showed bewildered crowds gathering, their faces etched with a dawning horror. The word “supervolcano” – once relegated to the realm of speculative fiction – was now being uttered with a chilling certainty.
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