The next day comes all too quickly. We spent the last twenty four hours getting ready for the onslaught, but now I’m not so sure we’re truly ready. Many could die or we might all die.

The world feels unnaturally still as dawn stretches across the horizon. This kind of silence isn’t really peaceful. Not when we all know what’s waiting for us. Everything is ready, standing at the edge of the training field, ready to shift and fight whatever comes our way. Though we are certain this is ...