The Prodigals - A Journey Home in the Dark

Carl Raydon knew it was coming. Disaster was only a matter of time. Within the tightly-knit Raydon family, their patriarch had long foreseen the looming catastrophe and meticulously prepared his loved ones for the inevitable. Then, in a nightmarish symphony of destruction, nuclear missiles erupted across the West Coast, East Coast, and the Gulf of Mexico. The aftermath unleashed a catastrophic electromagnetic pulse, thrusting 80 percent of the nation into a disorienting abyss of darkness and despair. The pillars of society crumbled, reducing civilization to a shattered husk. Desperation seized the government's every move as it scrambled to salvage the remnants of its infrastructure. But what lay at stake surpassed mere buildings and roads; the very foundations of human existence had been shattered in a blink of an eye. The comforts and necessities upon which the populace once relied had vanished in a merciless instant. The question that hung in the air like a condemned verdict: would the United States cling to its fragile cohesion, or would it succumb to the relentless forces that threatened to tear it apart from within?