Covid-57 Book One: The NIA Series., #6

By Glen Rocky Meyers

'COVID-57…Phase One.'

July 5th, 2025.

Shasta County, California.

Masks came off; Covid-19 was thought to have been beaten… Nope, we were all wrong!
Masks back on Covid-57… had hatched ☹.

There was a lull period of dormancy between the latter stages of 2022 and 2023. Covid came back revitalized with a body blow and powered backup in 2024 again in China. It seemed that Covid was beaten, gone kaput a long stretch in 2023 led people to become contented. Off came the Masks…
While life had returned to normalcy, Covid was re-energizing, re-charging, and retreating to gather steam for one of its final assaults. Naïve people didn't assimilate that Covid was alive, a virus that lived, and like all living things, instinctually… survival is what the virus strived to do. Cloaked and stealthily, it Pounced! A more potent, more virulent lethal infectious predatory strain had morphed again… Covid-57 survived and was hell-bent on spreading more havoc and painful deaths.

Complacency in regular folks was planned by the powers to be, and, unfortunately, they became complicit in their demise. The world's residents became conditioned, marinated, soaking up all the overwhelmingly negative propaganda that the World Order orchestrated. People were lining up for their vaccinations like docile clones. They believed what they were fed… ate it up, Yep. Swallowed it whole without chewing or thinking. ☹

Covid-19 was metaphorically the infant. Growing into an adult, people had been beaten down since the onset of Covid-19, Alpha, Beta, Delta, and Omicron multiplying Sars-CoV-2. Now Covid-57 cannibalized human meat insatiably, and citizens were under Siege… 'Martial Law' became a worldwide phenomenon. ☹

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rocky
• Release date: Jun 19, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223427629

Glen Rocky Meyers

My website has an extensive overview of my books and a short Bio of who I am and was and want to be>>> gembooksrock.com Please check out my website, it has information on all the books in the NIA Series. I have another eight books in processing and should add more novels soon in the series. gembooksrock.com, thank you, and if you have time sign up for my blog and newsletter. I will have podcasts soon.

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All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Let me emphasize that the stories in the NIA Series are Fiction based. All names, characters, and incidents portrayed in my novels are fictitious. All make- believe... No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, businesses, or religious institutions is to be alleged. In some of my writing, I may use names of entities, churches, or corporations. These manuscripts are totally fiction based and should be inferred as such. Surely I have fun with my characters, and some of them

do   too!   "%$#.   I   appreciate   your   patience   in   reading   this

necessary legalese.

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Dedicated to my mother, Barbara Jean Hayes- thank you, mom!

By Glen Rocky Meyers Feral Eyes: Book One Feral Eyes: Book Two Sara

Kam: Book One Kam: Book Two Covid 57: Book One

The Military Occupiers.

General Bill Hullinger.

Colonel Ruiz > Lieutenant Noah Smugs, Sergeant Briggs, Corporal Mendez, Captain Pat Rory, Corporal Chris Hanson, Sergeant Rigor, Private Noels, Private Shaun Smith, Private Klaus, Private Drake, Lieutenant Sloan, Sergeant Thomas Barton.

Soldiers > Eric, Tom, Ray,... Avery, Roger, Becky, Castle, Bruce.

Deputy Salazar, Deputy Kim, Deputy Franklin, Deputy Travis, and Deputy Lopez.

Major Richie Bryan > Private Jimmy Neal, Private Remy, Lieutenant Sloan, Sergeant Barton, Private Freeze, Privates Savannah, Jordan Hughes, Corporal Ashly Humming, Private Snyder.

Doctor Cindy Walsh, Doctor MacGyver, Doctor Ivy, Doctor Lumens, Nurse Spacey, Doctor Luna,

Younger Generation.

Ben Burgess, Catrina Cline, Maddi Taylor, Cody Hoffman, Ali Schaff, Karen Fleming, Kayla Green, Joshua Strong, Heather Otter, Lori Chan, Wayne, Vickey, Sally, Bart Sampson, Lisa Sampson, Maggie Sampson, little Charlie.

Bethel Church.

Father Rite, Elder Jeremy, Wanda, Goliath, Venus, Tim, Kelly, Trudy, Patti, Dan Gable, Jon, Rick,

Anarchists.

Brock Dame, Rocky Blake, Latoya White Gore, Bartender Jeff Wilson, Doctor Shanon Roble, Jason Roble, Tayshon White, Devon Gore, Shon Peterson, Terrance Hallinan, Wendi Feral, Sandi, Lucie Link.

The ‘NIA’ Series.

‘COVID-57’ is the Sixth of 13 books in the NIA series.

I printed some Incomplete Manuscripts a couple of years ago to test the market, called ACR’s... which stands for Advanced Reader Copies, and I had some Beta readers preview some of the storylines in the NIA Series. In a word, they were ‘Awful’ and needed editing and punctuation, and many of the plots were discombobulated. I have been working on cleansing these books for publishing since 2019; yes, it’s been a journey! Today the fruits of my labor are here to be read and hopefully enjoyed. I will publish Six books at the same time in May of 2023. %"$#.

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The First Amendment.

Freedom of expression is a fundamental human right and a central tenet of an author’s work, livelihood, and American Society. The First Amendment protects freedom of speech, the press, and citizens’ assembly to protest or march in groups. Freedom of expression is the freedom for us all to express ourselves. It is the right to speak, to be heard, and to participate in artistic, political, and social life. I am a firm and staunch believer in our First Amendment! Using someone’s name, image, or life story as part of a novel, book, movie, or other ‘expressive’ work is protected by the First Amendment.

The NIA Series... Book Six... ‘Covid-57.’

‘A Preface.’

An introduction of how’s and whys... with explanations.

‘I’m a Felon... and enjoy using Disfluencies in my manuscripts.’

Within most of my manuscripts, I incorporate the use of disfluencies. There are many reasons why I do so. Many purists will find this form of writing unprofessional and of a lower standard... which is fine by me. Some authors have distinctive writing styles, ‘prose.’ In writing, prose refers to any written work that follows a basic grammatical structure. Prose simply means language that follows the Natural Patterns found in everyday speech. It isn’t well known that disfluencies pop up in everyday speech or conversations in most languages on our planet. In conversations, it has been approximated that about every 4.6 seconds, a disfluency is used. I try and combine disfluencies to emphasize points or for the reader to slow down and reflect on what was just read. I have fun using disfluencies, and I use them to directly communicate concepts, ideas, and stories to my readers. If you were to really concentrate on a person’s speech or a friend’s conversation... uhm, or listen to an interview, you might find yourself amazed at how many of these ‘placeholder words, filler words you hear. Even some highly esteemed professionals use an abundance of disfluencies.

Please reference this great piece of work regarding

disfluencies (‘Well, um, you know, you’re saying more than

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you think.) You can find this article in the November/December 2022 ‘Psychology Today,’ magazine.

To paraphrase, some of the substance in this awesome article is that most of us use disfluencies; for example, have you ever been conversing with someone and lost track of where you were going? You pause momentarily and think of your next words... using Ah, Uh, Umh, then pick up where you left off. Disfluencies can be used to emphasize your topic of choice, aligned with appropriate expressions, and you see this at comedy clubs and in everyday conversations. We roll our

eyes and pause and use ‘Um’ . Disfluencies are common in

humorous or even serious discussions. Stop for a minute and truly listen to someone’s interview, either on TV or the Internet, Social media sites; you will hear an abundance of Disfluencies. We as a society have become immune to the dozens of common disfluencies many speakers use them for repeating a phrase or revising the sentence structure in midstream. I use disfluencies in my writing for emphasis, and because they’re fun for me, I hope they aren’t annoying to readers, umh, especially the purists. If so, I apologize, ugh, right up-front. Um, I don’t want any of you not to enjoy my books. I do believe that over usage of disfluencies can become a nuisance, Uh. ('&

Okay, umh, so here’s the rest of the info that I’ll share with

you regarding disfluencies. Now I’m not defending my overuse of these words, or maybe I am? In many of my 13-plus written manuscripts, you’ll read and see or hear words such as... ‘um, uh, ugh, ah, umh, huh, so, uhm, ughhhh, ahhhh, and other variations like... oh, yep, yup, yay, yum, ahoh, lol, lmao, huh, and the list goes on...

The argument can be made; according to some Professors of Psychological Science, disfluencies help listeners and readers concentrate better on the narrative, and the use of a disfluency sometimes tells the audience there is likely new ii

information about to be disseminated. Disfluencies seem to occur at discourse points or are used to indicate a Major plot change of direction. These educated professionals have said that disfluencies ‘focus listener’s attention’ and sometimes allow the listener to analyze what has been said, sort of like a pause for reflection. In testing theories regarding using Disfluencies... when appropriately placed in a narrative, they actually increase a person’s attention and memory of what they have heard or read. %$😊"#

Disfluencies have been used to help emphasize the topic being discussed. They are proven to help the listener or reader to remember storylines or points of contention better than most other deliveries of verbiage.

To sum up, highly esteemed intellectuals use disfluencies, from our Presidents right down to street urchins. They have been proven to increase listeners’ attention. Please try and catch disfluencies either by yourself or others. You might be surprised at how many of them are used in a single day. Like... Well, heck, that said a lot, lol... Umh, okay. Yup! 😊"#%$

How I became an author after my arrest for growing and dispensing Marijuana.

I’m sure you’ve heard the term ‘to make a long story short,’ which indicates that the story will likely not be short and concise. Lol. I’ve penciled over a thousand pages in a book named Sacramento County Jail, a harrowing non-fiction venture. Below is a short passage into what caused my life changes and thus led to my creative writing hobby.

In the year 2012, suddenly, health issues befell... my body and mind. I was beyond listless, with no energy or motivation to do anything felt like a Slug. I was a regular at the gym and in the past was active... this all stopped. I sought out

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professional help. First things first, I had to donate blood for a wide variety of tests. A sex hormone panel, ‘SHBG’ amongst other tests, was ordered since I was approaching the age of male menopause. The endocrinologist called me in and informed me that I had several anomalies. One was that I had extremely low... deficient testosterone levels, but what bothered her more was that I’d had the highest Estrogen levels she’d ever seen in a man. In fact, her words were with a smirk, ‘Mr. Meyers, welcome to female menopause. Your levels are off the charts.’ Thirty-five years of being an endocrinologist, she had never seen these numbers before. After checking with her colleagues, it was decided that I needed another hormone test because there must have been a mistake! My test numbers were impossible to comprehend. Well,... what would you know? Two weeks later, I was called back into her office. This time I didn’t witness a smirk from her countenance, nope. She beckoned me to have a seat across from her magnificent mahogany desk. She folded her arms up elbows on the desk, clasped her fingers in a temple, and bent her head down. With her not saying a word, I’d automatically jumped to the conclusion, ‘I WAS DEAD,’ something terminal. I must be on my way out %$😊"#.

>>>>Please visit ‘Gembooksrock.com’ and finish reading... Yep.

Former Federal Inmate.

I am a former prisoner and felon sequestered by the IRS... Federal Government on Marijuana charges... was imprisoned and locked up in Terminal Island Prison for about Seven years. A short synopsis of the events that led to my writing career can be found on my website ‘Gembooksrock.com,’ please check out my homepage. You will find some interesting tidbits... along with links to my

arrest. &'(.

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‘The first phase of the three-part series... ‘Covid-57.’

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7/5/2025

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‘Redding Quarantine.’ ☹&'(

Testing grounds or areas were selected in every country on Earth. The first test model on the planet was in the USA. It was Redding, California, in Shasta County. After months of analysis, it came down to two smaller cities in America. Part of the criteria was that the City chosen had to have just under 100,000 people counted in the last census. Many factors colluded to ensure this was the best city to start with... at the top of the list of factors was the population size of Shasta County. But the main aspect of choosing Redding was that it could easily be isolated because it has only one major thoroughfare, Highway I-5. A continuous Interstate highway that ends and begins at the borders of Mexico to the South of Redding and Canada to the North. Redding is nestled between hovering mountain ranges resting in a valley where the picturesque modest metropolitan area exists. There are a few small two-lane highways in the County of Shasta... going West into Trinity County, and the Trinity Mountain range is Hwy

299. Another narrow highway... CA 44 or Hwy 44 originates at

CA 273/299 in downtown Redding. If Colonel Ruiz and his military experts were correct, the Military should be able to lock down Redding and the surrounding area in an afternoon and have drinks and dinner later that evening at a commandeered Bar and Grill. "#$%

So it began.

By 7/05/25, Covid 33-47 had devastated most of humankind. All people were affected in one way or another, such as losing family

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members, loss of occupation, or purpose in life. Some felt lucky they were still breathing. Religion disintegrated; all words fell on deaf ears preachers, evangelists, and so-called Prophets came out of the woodwork and preached nonsense. No longer did anyone listen. People felt nothing but numbness, except for a Priest at the largest Church in Redding, California, ‘Bethel,’ who had spoken with vehemence and charisma, daring others of the community to join his congregation of over 7,700. He advocated stark remedies and spoke out against Governmental mandates. Many of his congregation could be heard and seen on YouTube, Instagram, TikTok, Facebook, and Snapchat, to name only some of the social media sites where they pronounced their truths. Bethel had its own TV Station, AM-FM radio stations, and many affiliations in other countries. The Church was a mainstream conglomerate... with a unique perspective endorsing its own like-minded liberal thinkers, a modern juggernaut in the making. Yup!

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Shasta County.

I sat on the deck of a stilt home, pylons driven deep into the rock and clay which held up my 2,300-square-foot domicile. The 2-story cabin is not really a cabin to many other people, but it was to me. I sat forward in my rocking chair, watching the charismatic gentleman preach away as if salvation and Heaven were mere months away. He made another stressful point to his listeners... ‘The people of this planet lack discipline, heart. Covid-57 had taken its toll and beaten down the weak, whimpering, futile atheists. Proof enough that the diminishing spirituality of people was aligned

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with the toll that the epidemic pandemic leveled on human despair....’ I clicked off the screen after redundancies were repeated.

Supposedly this was predicted in the old scriptures. The Apocalypse was here, the end of mankind like the Dinosaurs; we’d be extinct soon enough. In life, we have choices, good, wrong, and bad the negatives far outweigh the opposites, at least from my perspective. I’m retired, young 45 years old; some have said you’re a lucky man... others would sympathetically keep their mouths shut. I am totally alone... live by my lonesome, a preference that delighted me in the beginning, the way I only wanted to be, having a disdainful predilection of paranoia, not delusional, no... well, at least I don’t think so? Okay, I’ve been labeled a Sociopath, Not me

... Nope! &'(

The Federal Government owns 95 % of the land that touches the shoreline of magnificent Lake Shasta. I circumvented their moratorium on properties owned by citizens with strings pulled and ropes hailed. Part of my retirement package was 17 acres, of which 3 acres are Lakeside, a hideout... a secret abode. Yes, for sure, I’m a recluse. No denial... there were only dirt roads leading to my property. BLM trails ‘Bureau of Land Management’ yes property owned by the Federal Government, easements allowed to the utility companies with Deer trails being the most prevalent. I’m not planning on building a dock, not bringing any attention to myself haven’t cut down any trees that didn’t need some pruning. Nah not an environmentalist nor into labels; I just enjoyed living amongst the trees with privacy... that was all I’d aspired to do.

Silverthorn Resort is the closest business to where I live,

then Jones Valley Resort. As the bird flies, I’m five miles from any civilization to speak of. I even have a Camouflaged net strung up from the trees surrounding my cabins and multiple

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buildings. This Camo net covers my entire living arrangements and outbuildings. Sure, call me eccentric or psychologically demented... umh, PTSD. That acronym I cannot deny. I have reasons for this paranoia. Uh, at least it is logical to me, and truthfully who else fricken matters anyways? Some therapists asserted that I had brain damage and irreparable caustic deterioration of my mental capacities. Some insinuated I was anti-social and demented, consumed with utter hatred or vile contempt for the entire human race. I’m not a likable person, probably purposely or not. It’s a different life now. Was I paranoid? Hellyah, no way to journey

backward forward ‘onward, soldier!’

Truth be told, I still touched the pulse of society stealth like now, though, still passionately connected to satellites that enable the powers of the world to share all deemed pertinent information... my classifications and security clearances top lists in three of these acronyms CIA, NSA, and the FBI. Along with top brass in the others such as ATF and Homeland Security, fear possesses me, for many in these agencies are not who they portray themselves to be. I know I’m like talking in riddles. Some of the shot callers in Washington, DC, no longer control even their own destinies... nope, Covid-57 has a constitution of its own, not just a virus not anymore. It’s a living analyzing foe.

The acronyms above that I’ve written in pencil Lead in case

I need an eraser. Eraser, wow, I kinda fell into that word. Vaccinations have erased willpower, determination, discipline, and individualism has been all but deleted in many of the world’s citizens. Ctrl-Alt-Del... bye Bye now. Useless, yep, enough dwelling on what I or we cannot change. The latest deciphered mandates from the W/O Convention in Geneva, Switzerland, laid out rules of engagement (The World Order). The newly ordained Government of the countries of the world sounded more like something from the 1930s 40’s Nazi 4

Germany, oh well it’s now passe. Just call it like it is... the governing body of all living beings on planet earth.

I watched via satellite the selection of cities in all the countries on the world map. An innovative new Vaccine, a ‘Pyramid Tattoo’ inked on the arms of all citizens, was to be tested in areas of fewer people, ugh, smaller populated cities like urban areas of between 100,000 and 175,000 people. Wouldn’t you all know it? Just my luck, huh I live next door to the only selected city in the USA. Actually, Redding, California, is the test city that the World’s power players will watch and study and learn from... of how to successfully cordon off a large mass of people and then proceed to enact what methods worked the best using the positives and discarding  any  of  the  negatives  garnered.  The  W/O  hierarchy would decide what needed to be altered and what procedures had to be tweaked with outlying contingencies. The Shasta County citizens would be experimented on like Lab Rats under the worlds microscope. The leaders in all other countries were impatiently chomping at the proverbial Bit to get started at reducing the Covid- 57 victims. The Powermongers would learn and educate their chain of command through the experiences of the first attack on civilization in the Covid-57 Wars. None of the Shasta County citizens have a clue... of what’s coming around the bend or down the pike. Nope, it isn’t going to be pretty; you can say that again... and Again!

I have uploaded some cyberhacker schematics with

various strategies of the military’s planned occupations to a secure Cloud account which I accessed via the Dark Web. I’m looking at the first invasion of Redding, California. The Executive airport was first, then the larger Redding airport, all airfields contained. The brutal assassin ‘Colonel Ruiz’ is in charge of the American attempt to stop the pandemic from spreading and to end the virus once and for all ‘stay at home orders for all residents, the City now under Martial Law.’ All commercial businesses, schools, and public places were closed

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no one was allowed to congregate. The Covid masks became futile at preventing the virus from entering the human shell... this last strain of the omnipresent Coronavirus was almighty. No, nada, nothing worked. The Monster Covid kept morphing, mutating, kept on rolling with our punches with its middle finger held high. Covid-47 would soon morph again, and then Covid-57 would become invincible, growing stronger every month and Ending all human life. American citizens had no real clue as to what the Government had in store for them, or there would be a total Revolution. Uuhhh, if they only knew a fraction of what the orders were and what the powers to be planned, the Wolves were in control... Sheep to be Slaughtered!

An impetus for the controlling 1% was a fear of attrition and scarcity of food, a certainty that the world would face famine... starvation. There wouldn’t be a reversal, no saving grace... life couldn’t exist as it had before Covid. This was an impossibility. We were too far-gone meat packing plants, ranches, and farms shut down. Hell, we regular folks... people were just following orders. Sheeplike stupidity with false hopes thinking Covid was short-lived... fatal miscalculations of continued monumental casualties. In the beginning, governments around the globe followed the leader... the masks were all taken off in June a couple of years ago, 2022, even though India was being rampaged with the first viral mutant, the ‘Delta variant’ Covid 21! It was like a ‘Simon-Says game, Masks on, masks off’ only without Simon saying... the Covid virus continued to morph, sometimes stealth-like, but the deadly contagion was unstoppable.

Of course, now, in 2025, all the ‘Shot-callers’ powermongers wielding tyrannical control couldn’t back up the Tanks. The only direction was forward... momentum, crush, kill, and maim whoever blocked their objectives. The elimination of the common woman and man was a foregone 6

conclusion, so their attitude from behind their cozy desks, drinking the optimum Spirits and liquors and using aphrodisiacs with the finest drugs attached. They smirked collectively as society was sucked down the gutter into sewers worldwide. Ahh, life was still grand and getting better +,-

I think back to a brief history lesson in college eons ago. In the annals of time, mass extinction was a common theme. Religious zealots hyped up murderous clans of followers ‘The Crusades’ of religious wars from 1095-1291, extermination by tyrants, annihilation genocide by dictators, capture kill the man... rape, kill the women, enslave the children. Curfews have been enforced for centuries. Perhaps one of the most infamous time periods was from the ancient City... Rome was founded as a Kingdom in 753 BC. For example, the most powerful civilization of its time, the Romans, had unsuccessfully enacted curfews.

Spartacus, the great Slave warrior, led the slaves from servitude and curfews... the slave rebellion revolt 73-71 BCE. The city of Rome, the Gated City of nearly 700,000 inhabitants, had an uprising by the slaves (poor and middle-class citizens). The slaves destroyed and burned Rome, causing riots... havoc with mass hysteria, and a rebellion against the Senate and the powers to be the 1%. Killings of thousands of upper-class Magistrates, shop owners, members of the Senate, Doctors, Lawyers, and Professionals in that era were hunted down and massacred. Finally, the Legionnaires were brought in to squelch the siege. The ‘Military’ took the city back and ultimately contained and squelched the revolution by the former subservient-born slaves and middle class. A Curfew was ordered and enforced. Any person caught outside, uhm, outdoors, was Killed. Decapitated by swords, daggers struck the violators down. Orders from the 1% would show the remaining populace who was in charge by putting the rebel’s decapitated heads on the city's gateposts for all to see a lesson to be seen and felt.

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The times have changed. Hell, the Roman Empire began in 27 BC, some 2,052 years ago, sure the dynamics were moderately different, although the ‘outcome meant to be synonymous’ I’ve heard it said that History repeats itself ... fast-forward to the

warning from Colonel Ruiz ... Stay indoors don’t get caught outside! ('&.

Shasta County Control.

The air traffic controllers that previously worked in Shasta County were relieved of duty, the F 16-F 14 fighter jets landed, and so did several C 130s. The military controlled the air over Shasta County. All other aircraft were ordered to land elsewhere, and commercial flights were redirected to other airports given new coordinates. No-fly zones now existed over Redding. Not even Hot air balloons were allowed in the oxygen above.

Colonel Ruiz and the W/O didn’t just throw darts at maps. The criteria was dissected and analyzed right down to a ‘Gnat’s Ass’ with calculations modified and strategies employed to contain and Vaccinate all people caught in the net. Reasons for Redding’s selection, some believed, were as benign as plain Ass lousy luck. Still, no, it wasn’t by chance not the case with four major avenues into the City with mountains surrounding most of Redding, California, which is located inside a valley. Simple strategy, easy stranglehold with installed barricades, and blockades fortified... after the Marines joined the fray with malice, it was literally simple as pie to accomplish.

Fast and furious was the Blitzkrieg sucker punched gut

shot, Groin booted. Blackhawk Choppers dropped leaflets of propaganda onto the county’s citizens. By 5 pm on 7/5/25, the military out populated the townspeople. Quick as hot grease dripping from a black iron frying pan so fast did this occur it was frightening to many of the citizens, sort of like watching a 8

crime show as Swat action was taken. All factions of the populace were captured at once. Radio stations and local TV studios were commandeered, as were the local Police and Sheriff and CHP stations under the control of the military. So was Shasta Dam, which now had new Officers running the water exportations. Blocking devices were already in effect from the first Navy jet landing. Phone towers were disabled, knocked out... Wi-Fi, a thing of the past, and deleted, and social media was an oxymoron. It didn’t exist. Nope! ('&

The military squelched all short-wave radio signals, CBs, or ‘Citizens Bands.’ There was no way for people to communicate except for homing pigeons and in person, but hey, you couldn’t leave your home... Humvees ran up and down main roads. Next came the Tanks, bullhorns loudly ordering everyone to depart from the downtown areas and from all businesses to go home. Instantly curfews were in place. No one was allowed out of their residences or on the streets for now, or else they would be arrested.

The radio stations had new disc jockeys, and the emergency ban played in a loop. Radio announcers explained the curfews, and the reasons for the military presence proclaiming it was because of a new deadlier strain of Covid, re-numbered now with escalation ‘Covid-57.’ It was now airborne... in and on the wind. Anyone outside could become a casualty, a umh victim. Please, for your safety, follow the rules!

The megaphones hailed information coordinating with the radio stations, ‘Tune your TV to channel 3 for updates. We will be broadcasting daily changes and what will be expected of all of the citizens of this beautiful city.’ Recordings were played in a loop. ‘My name is Colonel Ruiz. I am in charge of this operation, and please check back in tomorrow at 7 am; thanks for your understanding.’

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The local newspaper, The Record Searchlight, was also taken over and would be printing out the necessary propaganda prepared well in advance... on the colored front page, the next edition would detail ‘New Laws to abide by’ fear was viable you could cut it with a fork, in the first three hours of the military action 17 people had died of heart attacks. The two major hospitals in the area were now under control, being monitored and occupied by the National Guard.

Their goals were already being achieved much quicker than first believed possible, and Colonel Ruiz promised total unadulterated submission and obedience by the citizens. He’d control the city in under three weeks. This was his baby. He was given dictator status. He would pass the Mustard test and make a name for himself in the process. This he was certain of under no circumstances would he fail. In fact, quite the opposite, he would shine... Colonel Ruiz had displayed arrogance and confidence at the W/O conference when he was called upon to lead this experimental takeover of the first city in the world. Knowing the entire globe would be tuned into real-time, he smiled confidently into the rearview mirror of his customized Humvee! If a more ruthless man were alive, he’d be on Death Row or Court Marshaled and shot full of holes in front of a Firing squad. Ruiz spewed pure Narcissistic Evil. Likewise, attributes could be found in his handpicked Officers!

A high-level gathering at the Redding Convention Center

was called for at 7:30 pm. The second phase code name is ‘Take back America’ TBA. Ruiz enjoyed the confusion that others mentioned T.B.A. used to dictate or mean ‘to be announced,’ but after he was done, the acronym throughout history would be referred to as ‘Take back America’ he laughed into the mirror, ‘my name would go down in infamy.’ "#$%.

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‘Turn the page’... Not a Bob Seger song... ('&☹ I was observing the Martial Law.

He turns the page of his thick Journal and puffs out some smoke from his half-gone cigar. Okay, that’s what’s happening in town. Enough, let me jump back in there so, umh, perhaps you can guess who I am. It’s not important in the long run. What is, though, is a chronological report of what life was like in the year 2025 and how our human race fell off course and made a detour to oblivion.

Some of my past relatives believed in the Mormon way LDS. I’m far from religious, but that doesn’t mean to me that if something makes sense, I don’t get on board. I took something from the Utah Conglomerate. I stored food away, and canned goods stacked in a 30x20 foot building from the concrete floor to the loft that’s 15 feet high also had totes filled with all kinds of grains, powdered milk, powdered eggs, flower sugar, dried fruits, and large cans of Peanut Butter, the lists could take the following five pages. Suffice it to say I had to use the rugged rubber totes for the Rats and rodents. If I didn’t layer each container with 18-gauge wire, they would have had a field day...pun field mice, ah. As it is, they’ve ‘the rodents’... continued to attempt chewing through the hard plastic uhm, without wrapping the totes and bags of feed with wire lath the voracious rodents would feast. Oh, I also stored necessities in large steel vats and barrels. I definitely had a selection of my favorite varieties of nuts, pecans, pistachios, and cashews. I also barreled away my favorite beef jerky, Buffalo, amongst other jerky flavors. Cooking spices, yes, everything I deemed I needed, including pallets of toilet paper. So I betcha got my drift. I’m pretty much self-sufficient... set for famine or a siege.

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I could live to a ripe old age not going to happen, although, uh, actually, if I had a family of seven, we’d die before consuming all the food stored away, add in an abundance of Wine and water along with other fine liquors. Yep, I am prepared for almost anything, ugh, but later I’d learn... Not for what was coming my way!

Another likewise building on my mountaintop, which is also covered by camouflaged netting, contains an arsenal of weapons that would make an ATF Agents... dream bunker. You name it. If my connections throughout the military and Dark Web could locate it, I owned it. Every conceivable weapon with accessories were cataloged within. Please, if you’re reading this and I’m past history, don’t misconstrue that I’m less than humble or misjudge me as being cocky... for as this jigsaw puzzle was played out. This bit of data and all the other information I’m disseminating to you, the readers, will become pertinent. Perhaps if we survive and our human civilization makes it to 2027, then maybe my hidden Ranchette and outbuildings way above Shasta Lake were essential. At best, let me divulge that my goals are to make a difference... call me an aggressive, proactive philanthropist... yeah.

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Ruiz in his Glory.

At precisely 7:30 pm, Colonel Ruiz was on stage at the convention center in Redding, a large Theater sized screen with the Map of the Shasta County area on display. He had a telescopic pointer in his right hand. In the audience was a mixture of each military branch along with Law Enforcement

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Officials and representatives from the world’s finest agencies... to name a few, Interpol, Germany’s BND, Spain’s CNP, Scotland Yard, Sayeret Matkal, Mossad of Israeli intelligence. Also in the audience was the USA’s... FBI, CIA, HAS, NSA, DEA, and ATF. The group of enforcers could go on nearly infinitely, a seriously deadly group of predators. Indeed someone sneezed, and a foreigner said, ‘Gesundheit.’ Many noteworthy diplomats from smaller countries seemed to be intimidated and tentative, unsure of how to proceed, just wanting to comply with the W/O orders. They just needed to be shown examples like ‘Simon Says’ Colonel Ruiz was there for them... Simon he was.

In the first 11 rows sat political warriors from many

countries, verbal Chess players afraid with warranted apprehension of how to control the mass media and the selection process of whom would be Vaccinated, primarily the separation of classes. These methods need to be vetted; they were all ears. Questions and answers... how to choose the Bluebloods, Silver spooners, educated... the 1%, and professionals in the specialized fields of expertise that the W/O would utilize. Oh, for sure... I can’t forget the normally obnoxious connected individuals. Lists of CEOs and entrepreneurs uuhhh, special people were long... well born deserved the fruits of their bloodlines.

The world’s Aristocrats were watching Colonel Ruiz and

the USA contingent, as had been the case since World War 2 for leadership. China was also imitated the two World powers on separate and opposite axis, opposite sides of the spectrum, but now aligned with the W/O for now.

Redding, California, was not happy to oblige. Nonetheless, the suffocating stranglehold began. Ruiz pointed to the main arteries... routes in and out of the city. He said, we must block I 5 North and South and cordon off all intersecting Highways into the city. Glowering at his audience with

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consternation as if this was a waste of time, he had more important things to attend to than being the messenger or spokesman. But it dawned on him that this was the political way of influencing and manipulating, ahh, reinforcing his stature. Therefore he forced a shallow smile. I-5 is a major trucker’s route. The main cog in the Western USA, like I-95, is on the East Coast. I-5 runs from Mexico to Canada. He stops and takes a chug of his water jug while checking his watch; it was 8:15 pm. Thinking the military was allowing traffic to drive through Redding both North and South on I-5 at this time.

He reapproached the microphone... Many semi-trucks hauling 48–53-foot trailers were caught in between the militaries cordoned off net. We have started detours of Southbound traffic in Medford and Ashland, Oregon, and Klamath Falls traffic caught in between has been redirected just South of the small city of Mount Shasta. Traffic has been diverted to Highway 101 on the coast and Route 89 out of Mt. Shasta. There will be no more traffic coming from the North. He paused, moving his pointer. "We have also stopped all Northbound traffic just on the other side of the small enclave called Cottonwood, and traffic is being diverted East and West on Highway 36. Warnings are in place on the South side of Red Bluff for pedestrians and commercial vehicles to find alternative routes. We are also cordoning off Highways 299 and 44 East on the outskirts of Palo Cedro and Bela Vista and Westbound 299 on the other side of Whiskey Town Lake,

Trinity County."

Ruiz hiatuses to take another drink of water, feeling a bit dehydrated from all the wine the night before... taps the mic "all right, if you need to reference any of this presentation, it will be available with video on our website; now, back to it, the strategy regarding pedestrian traffic created some difficulty. As you probably can imagine, our soldiers had to engage irate citizens at roadblocks. The police were instructed to ask for 14

identification and where the vehicle was going. If the occupants were from Redding, they were given a Blue sticker which was placed on the left side of their windshield and told to keep their windows up and masks on always. And were told, once at their location, to get into their home residence and stay there until further notice!" Colonel Ruiz paused to check his military edition Tablet.

Each citizen was given a pamphlet with our mandated rules and regulations and asked to contact special hotlines with any information about wrongdoers or people who weren’t abiding by the new laws. Also in print were the times of our broadcasting updates and which radio stations we’d have up and running, along with the only TV channel that would be available for citizens to tune into. In bold Italics, printed at the bottom and top of the brochure read ‘Be Proactive Stay Alive Obey the Law’... he holds up a sample pamphlet opening it, which was scanned onto the screens for all to see.

He continued his lecture, drivers who had other destinations and were not residents of this County passing through were given a Green sticker placed on the right side of their windshields and allowed to drive on out of the area. We left several gas stations open for fuel closing all eateries and restaurants, and orders were given to them to Gas up and get the Hell out of town. By now, all roads have been blocked off by our military vehicles and personnel, and guess what, folks, not a single life was lost! A lone person started to clap, then many joined her, and Ruiz nodded his head proudly with affirmation.

"Oh, we did have many complaints from the travelers in

hotels and motels... having to force them to evacuate, and our troops had some difficulty dealing with angry truckers at Truck Stops. We are also in the process of moving out the RVs at campsites and the KOA. This is a fluid situation ongoing as I speak. Thus far, the most complaints compiled by onery

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citizens were their radios... phones, GPS, and computers had stopped working lol. Ruiz displayed a shit-eating smirk the first thing we did when we infiltrated Shasta County was shut down all satellite connections, no more Wi-Fi or Internet, Phones Nada no more social media...." He cackled.

With proper and necessary force, all the visitors were told to get out of town immediately. The city is now under Martial Law, a Military Zone. If they stayed, they’d be quarantined and isolated in lockups. He smiles broadly actually; it wasn’t hard convincing the masses. Most seemed to feel lucky to be able to hit the road and not deal with a lockdown. The last busses out of Shasta County will be leaving for destinations unknown by 11 pm, and then we will monitor the situation, which no doubt will be precarious to begin with because many of the townspeople will fight this mandatory lockdown... it’s human nature. Although most of the citizens have been beaten down, their fight was long gone. Hell, they, like all of us, had to deal with the first waves of Covid 19 back in 2020. Like trained Seals, we expect most of them to be compliant, submissive, and yield to our beckoning rules and regulations. I can guarantee you there will not be much resistance!

Colonel Ruiz sighed and opened his wide mouth, grinning

for the first time displaying his dimples showing sharp incisors blinking away his hidden disdain for his near captive audience, and continued, by tomorrow at noon, all peripheral veins into and out of Redding will be closed off. No movement unless your part of our Governments forces, Military, or National Guard. Surely, of course, there are plenty of side roads and backroads ways to get from point A to C. it will take time to cordon all of them off. He raised his hand and finished with, I will be presenting another update tomorrow at the same time... good evening, all! He walked down the steps behind the curtains to avoid any nonsensical small talk. Gosh, how he Hated useless Jabber.

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He sneered to himself. What he didn’t divulge was what his orders were to his underlings. They were told to inform any unruly residents that to get inside their homes or else face being arrested... ‘folks don’t get caught outdoors driving or taking a walk because Walla you may never be heard of again; follow the Law or else!’

Guard gates were placed on all perimeter roads of the city and towns encompassed within the trap... the net tightened like lassos. The ending objective was for the Redding area to morph into a military base. Amazing at how quickly life had been altered changed in less than 12 hours, and in less than 48 hours, the Noose tightened, choking off life as it once was inside Shasta County. Mobile military installation bases were being set up on the perimeters.

Phase 3 began... while I was on my mountain meditating.

Swinging in one of the hammocks attached to a smattering of Redwood Trees, watching Hawks and Ospreys get ready to call it a day, the occasional visits by our National bird Bald Eagles nesting on my property, the nocturnal Owls were stretching and warming up to hunt for prey. I sipped on a glass of ‘Camus Cabernet,’ an excellent vintage, not a wine snob. Only on occasion do I indulge. I needed to cut the edge. It’s better for me to feel a bit numb, for I must continue this narrative because I may not have much time left.

If you were paying attention to the words of the Oppressor Colonel Ruiz, he’d said, ‘Phase 3 TBA’ remember that’s ‘Take back America’ I won’t repeat it. Ruiz followed a pre-set memorandum that sequestered all hospitals under his control. He shut down all schools and locked all auditoriums, Shasta College, Simpson College, and all gymnasiums. No one other than the military roamed the streets. The Shasta County Main Jail was utilized for systematic eradication. More on this topic later; the military didn’t use traditional weapons. They were

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given newly manufactured ‘RFDs.’ These were innovative rifles invented for combating unruly citizens during the Covid- 37 epidemic. They had 55-round clips attached. They didn’t have lead bullets wrapped in Copper. The Machine gun-styled weapon resembled the old Tommy Gun. It fired sleeping darts with amazing accuracy 125 yards on a line, Bullseye.

R.F.D. equals... = Rapid Fire Darts. The projectiles unleashed a 1 ½ inch needle when shot into a person. The injection was similar to what was used in the past to drop Elephants, Lions, and Bears. Each dart had a concoction that was enhanced with a sleeping agent, which kept humans unconscious for at a minimum of 9 hours. Most dropped docile within 7 seconds of the injecting darts penetration into the epidermis... nighty-nite.

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Shasta County, Redding, California.

Since I decided it was up to me to be the self-designated narrator, it all began on 7/5/25. Of course, in reality, the plans had been studied for months by the W/O. It wasn’t just another day or night in Shasta County. The World Order’s agenda ugh mission Phase 3 TBA ‘Take Back America’ was ahead of the curve. A small piece of America was under siege, and no one knew what was going to happen, or for that matter, not many were privy as to what was happening in Shasta, for all social media and communications were Shut Down! A tad over 105,000 residents were vulnerable and unsuspecting. Only worthy of understanding what was next to occur were the shot-callers directly above Colonel

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Ruiz’s pay grade in Washington DC who were beholden to the W/O.

The City of Redding didn’t just go away... though family, spouses, friends, and relatives of the banished people within Shasta County had gone crazy with complaints and questions across the planet, the matter reached epidemic proportions and went Viral. Many were at a loss at why they could no longer communicate with their Shasta County connections... worse, a seeping frenzy of panic struck the shocked citizens inside Shasta County. On the outside, there was no way to look in... society wondered and questioned why they could not contact anyone living in the small metropolis. Social media sites started buzzing, attacking the established blogs of the Politicians in Northern California. Even NPR National Public Radio was on the prowl, trying to decipher what had happened to the communications from the townspeople. All were shut out. It was like Redding was under a Dome, ala a Stephen King novel. Many of the Bluebloods, along with numerous politicians, were up in arms. Most hadn’t a clue as to what was happening or what the government’s true motives were. It was a need-to-know status, the ‘perfect storm’ as the county’s citizens were succumbing to Covid-57 at a Fire alarm rate.

The Government techies and wizards deleted posts on social

media sites, working in collusion with the military’s invasion. In planned alignment, the FCC threatened social media sites. They would shut them down... there was a new set of standards in place, a proper procedure umh protocol to adhere to, or sanctions would be swift. The situation was unstable and evolving. Some of the founders of the most popular social media sites argued that the FCC had no authority over the internet. Hours later, the social media sites CEOs were informed of newly formulated rules and laws enacted on the fly, either conform, obey, or be shut down.

The rumors were confirmed, propaganda ran rampant, Covid-57 was upon the world. A toxic Variant from Viet Nam that was even more deadly than Covid-47 from India. That

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particular strain was averaging 3,700 deaths daily. Redding, California, was now infected with the virus’s latest variant, which was now Airborne, a breeze, uh wind blowing... a breath of air, and you could become a quick and hastened dead corpse, uhm, victim. Yes, just by a gust of wind... you could be infected, don’t go outside! Fear was palpable Washington DC announced that a 21-day moratorium edict was in place and a new mandatory life-saving solution would mitigate and control the virus. Laws passed by Executive Order life or death emergency called for unusual allowances, which validated and highlighted that military action in Shasta was necessary. Confirming there would be Zero allowed communication from Shasta County, now isolated and cut off from mankind. Many people who didn’t have a ‘Dog in the Fight’ and hadn’t known anyone in Shasta County professed, ‘heck, what was a 21-day quarantine? Uh, no biggie, right?’ Damn, we’ve been living with mandatory lockdowns, which have been in place off and on  since  3/19/20.  This  was  old  news.  Just  deal  with  it;  the world has been dealing with the toxic morphing of Covid Variants for over five years now.

Humans are basically animals, mammals... which all form

habits and routines. They could be trained like Dolphins/ Porpoises, loyal Canines. In my humble opinion, Felines were more independent than we people are... think about it. Are you not habit-based? Heck, the populace had been beaten down to subserviency. The citizens tried to take it in stride Redding’s lockdown was par for the course, another restriction, ugh, oh well! At  5  am  on  7/7/25,  two  days  after  the  siege,  I’d  tried another time to reach my destination, leaving my comfortable retreat dressed as I almost always did in Camo loaded for Bears or Government foes ahh, interlopers. My backpack weighed 77 pounds. I would not be taken alive, leaving on foot. I didn’t dare drive at this juncture. At first, I remained under cover of the forest of Pine, Oak, and Redwood trees, making my way

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down towards the first paved road, a turn off to Jones Valley Resort on Bear Mountain Road, which changed into Dry Creek Road a mile or so South from where I hovered.

Almost at once, a Huey Army helicopter flew into sight with large openings on either side. I could see clearly with binoculars... kneeling on a platform were soldiers. They wore military fatigues and helmets, obviously prepared and ready to fire and attack, holding Machine Guns. The chopper flew lower than what was deemed legal. Well, that was in the old days... I cackled at my joke, for the military now could fly as low as they wanted. The only laws they had to obey were their own. The occupying forces followed their own agenda, a newfangled set of rules and standards set forth by the W/O and Colonel Ruiz.

‘We the People’ Our Constitution had been sequestered. I was shaking my head, wondering if I should continue. A quandary existed, perplexed go back to my secure property or carry on what was my purpose anyways. A loner didn’t much care for other humans; at least, this was my mindset. Ugh, mantra kept reliving the ole adage ‘Curiosity killed the Cat,’ and yet I’d befriended an Ex-Army Ranger a few years back who was retired. After meeting his wife at a local establishment, The Dry Creek Saloon, we’d become sort of friends. Matt was his given name, Matt and Linda; they had a decent spread off Elk-Trail West approximately 5 miles from where my hesitancy wavered umh ahh, what did it matter if they breathed or not... Then it did!

Possibly an ill-fated choice? Felt an ominous dark cloud hanging over my eyebrows, but hey, I muttered another omen, ugh, blatant warning, was I disobeying inner intuition, eh, yet I soldiered on. Then a grinding, downshifting Army truck came into view, followed rather closely by an Army Jeep. Soldiers piled out, counting the stripes. A Lieutenant took an enormous scope out that looked like a heat-sensing multifaceted device searching for Red-blooded animals like me. I was hoping to remain that way for an extended term, not

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for long if he spotted me... I rolled into the ravine to my left was a chopper circling back. Surely working in conjunction with the soldiers before me, this was a regular thing... soldiers searching for outcasts, or maybe it was the notorious Me they wanted? I’d been here before a time, or two, always escaped to an old site of safety, a hibernation cave dug out by Bears long ago. Nope, I surmised this wasn’t meant to be not visiting Matt and Linda 2day... No, better vamoose.

One of my problems, I’ve been told, was ‘I’m stubborn and pigheaded to a fault’ I liked to think of it as... I persevered with the persistence of a mountain stream; not a quitter didn’t give up was normally there for the long haul like the forever winding road, but like tightening underwear chafing my groin, I snuck back to my secluded off-the-grid compound... maybe I was getting old?

Even before the Pandemic began in March 2020 here in Shasta, I’d felled some trees across the trails and fire roads. They resembled impassable obstacles that would take time to cross. Left no tracks out here in the forest, the military camo nets covering my buildings were the latest and finest camouflage innovations straight from NIA Incorporated. They were placed over my entire property of structures, including my 2 ½ story cabin, impenetrable by night vision or heat sensors. The only way someone could find my hideout was either by accident or knowing that I existed and was in the vicinity of the ladder, not a variable, for no one had ever been to my property other than lifelong compatriots and a mountain woman but let me fill you in on that later!

On  7/5/25,  every  man-woman  of  the  military  police...

National Guard was armed with RFD’s Government issued, which were appropriated to all military branches with orders to shoot anyone outside their dwellings. The antiquated evening curfew was in effect and modified to 24/7. No person was to be out on the streets better stay inside of their homes 22

either citizens stayed out of sight or were shot by the Rapid Fired Darts, put to sleep, then bundled up and taken away...

The Redding populace hadn’t any recourse, no way to contact authorities out of the area or, for that matter, family or friends, couldn’t complain snared in a trap, ugh, hopeless quagmire. The propaganda machine by the occupiers tried to quell any inevitable uprising using the radio and TV, blasting information on a Loop... that the curfew would be lifted on the 27th of July. Have patience, citizens of Shasta..., which meant tolerance constantly streaming across the tube were Covid-57 victims that were dying in the streets. It was like sitting and watching live feeds from military cameras throughout the county, like a Hollywood production at a movie theater of the not-so-living-dead. Every area was on lockdown, the infamous Sundial Bridge, the tourist locations... Field of Dreams’ and ‘Caldwell Park,’ the Sacramento River walks, restaurants, lounges-bars, and gyms closed down. The television screens showed the dead stacked up by soldiers dressed in spacesuits. Fear overwhelmed all the inhabitants of Shasta County... well, not All!

Colonel Ruiz worked at manipulating the city leaders with

facts. A tutorial by ‘WHO’ the World Health Organization, the local newspaper, delivered flyers to all residents, addresses headlines scrolling across TV screens of the only channel allowed to residents. On the streets were plenty of military vehicles playing recorded warnings over their loud sound systems riding up and down the streets like years before when Ice Cream trucks would do so. ‘If you wanna live, stay indoors; the ‘WHO’ is close to a genuine vaccine this time... stay indoors flashing constant pictures and video of Redding citizens who had succumbed to Covid-57.

Colonel Ruiz would read the memorandums before they’d be released to the public acknowledging Covid-57 can and does spread in the air, especially in closed buildings that use a

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re-circulation system. Everyone in those buildings eventually breathed the same oxygen and carbon dioxide. ‘This variant strain of Covid has mutated and morphed the WHO’s stance changed drastically now admitting to an anomaly; that transmission of Covid-57 without symptoms occurred at times, many of the populace could unbeknownst to them be Carriers without being sick, eventually dying a slow, excruciatingly painful and horrific death most committed suicide before being cannibalized by the contagion.’

What Ruiz touted in his declamation; was the increasing concerns among Scientists globally who consistently believed the morphed variant could asymptomatically spread (presenting no symptoms or evidence of illness or abnormality) stealth-like. This was a viable concern and a proven mass killer with past viruses. Previously most believed the virus spread via droplets from infected people who coughed or sneezed or by touching an infected area like germs of past flues. Here and now, Scientists openly admitted to the hypothesis and the assumptions that what propagated the previous strains was the terrifying truth that people without a single symptom, seemingly healthy individuals, could very well be carriers of the virus, unknowingly incubating the next variant while appearing to be healthy as Hogs being totally immune. Ugh, these carriers could be your sisters or mom-dad or even You! Still, the test vaccines have been ineffective thus far. None of the prior vaccines were helpful against the new Covid variant. Stay inside, don’t go outside, keep masks on at all times, wear gloves do not expose any skin to the atmosphere... paranoia was Real.

To Ruiz, this was mere hype, a form of Scare tactics. He

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into never troddened before Phase # 4... go mode. It was 4:55 pm, and no vehicle drove on the I-5 freeway. The only traffic was his military... the City of Redding isolated and completely landlocked. Yes!

He sent his 1st team Alpha squad of 13 Elite special force Officers... operatives to the Shasta County Jail. LT Lieutenant Smugs was in charge of serving cease and desist orders to all Law Enforcement agencies and associates in Shasta County. The executive orders were to stand down and Go Home... He delegated his underlings to serve his orders expeditiously and proficiently. All were to stand down and were relieved of duty by the orders via the Presidential Seal. These orders were served along with necessary documents and obeyed at once. LT Smugs personally went to the Shasta County Jail to serve the Deputies and staff at work guarding the inmates. Everyone was given a mandatory date to be at the Redding Convention Center to be updated on the evolving flowing changes because of the variant Covid-57.

Once his Officers were confident that the entire medical staff, deputies, and personnel were vacated from the jail, he gave explicit orders to have all inmates locked down in their Cells and then shoot every inmate with the RFD Machine Guns. The inmates were trapped behind bars and steel doors. They had Zero chances to avoid being shot. Many were dropped by the soldiers shooting through the open slots on the doors that used to be used to deliver trays of food to the inmates three times a day. Ahh, no more food deliveries, nope! Through the open slot, a barrel silently fired darts 7 seconds later, and it was done... unconscious were the prisoners guilty as charged, a brand-new dynamic for Felons in Shasta County! In less than the time it took an Olympic Gold Medalist to swim 500 yards, three trucks, all Kenworth Conventional diesels  with  40-foot  enclosed  trailers  attached,  pulled methodically slowly down Court Street. The trucks took a left into the County Jail’s back entrance that was used for

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deliveries, but today there would be no deliveries, only Extractions.

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Benjamin, Catrina, and Ali breaking curfew...

From a distance, a young man with his GF and one of their best friends kneeling next to them watched all from above, leaning over a Mansard roof behind a dormer with his hand on a pair of binoculars. ‘Cat’ had her own in hand, scanning the sky already wired out and fully cognizant that they’d likely be arrested if they were seen. The three of them had to dodge across the roof of the Federal building and duck into a small structure that contained the central air conditioning system. The military obviously owned the Blue cloudless skies and used thermal-seeking heat sensor scopes to search for lawbreakers, uh, curfew violators. What caused the three-some to want to investigate the area... was a mass of moving military vehicles that assembled across from the Courthouse adjacent to where the Shasta County Jail. Yes, curiosity got the best of them, and they made their way to the rooftop, of a nearby building.

Ben and