Epilogue

The man with the binoculars watched the snow fight from beneath a tree. Clad in Army fatigues, he shivered in the cold and wiped snow from his face. Behind him was another solider, a woman, was sitting in the jeep that would carry them back to the waiting helicopter.

“What do you think?”

Lieutenant Kevin Reynolds lowered the binoculars and turned toward his companion. “It's perfect. It's exactly what we need,” he answered.

He slid into the passenger seat and settled in as the private drove the jeep back toward the edge of town.

From the darkened sky above, the snow continued to fall.

The new year had arrived in the dead world as the fort celebrated.

The terrors of the new year were yet to be discovered and for one night there was peace among the living.

THE END