The evening was cool in the small yet busy town. People running back and forth trying to get everything done. A cautious man. Always looking over his shoulder. People never knew what to think of him. It was getting warmer outside. As winter slowly passes with each day. The cautious man knew it was time to find a place to hide away. Everything he knew was falling apart. As the economy grew worse. More and more crime was taking place. The goverment was broke, on the verge of collapse. He knew before long it would be every man for himself. No one saw it coming. Everyone thought it was under control. Throwing money at the problem,thinking it would eventually go away. The dept pilled up. More and more countries fell with each day. War had been going on for fifteen years.Now China wanted there money as did Japan. Unable to pay them back another war was to break out. The cautious man didn't know where to go. Yet to stay would surely mean his death. As he never fought, never had to. Where could he go? What could he do? As sweat flowed down his brow he awoke. Only to see he was dreaming. Yet it seemed so real. The cautious man began to prepare.....as I hope you do. What will America do when the markers are called?
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