Fires rage all around the compound lighting up the night sky like a becon. And surely someone has noticed the cconstant magazine reports echoeing through the darkness even in this remote location.Time is running short.But in the cool, dank recess of a storm cellar, Jay and Daniel calmly steel themselves for an encounter with god knows what. One rickety, termite-infested door is all that separates them from death or salivation.Which will it be?