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(Reading Rated: Mature Audience)

Plot: President Black is made aware of the missing weather plane, which adds stress to the situation already deteriorating; the international community now plays with the idea of human society dissolving.

December 31, 2099 @ 08:30hrs (EST)

With the United States government best efforts to record and report this gigantic storm cell swirling over the sovereignty lands in the Pacific region, the weather plane that was assigned to complete this mission had disappeared off radar. The bright light and terrifying scene that the crew experienced when they broke through the dark heavy cloud wall, would not be relayed to anyone back on the ground. Almost immediately, after the plane suddenly dropped off the radar, the word of the missing crew was forwarded to the president in an urgent message. Soon after receiving this message from a secret service agent, he told his wife and within minutes his thought process of the next step was stumped.

During this time of depression, Adelaide and Broken Hill, along with other cities and towns of the same time zone, were swallowed up by this raging storm that seemed unstoppable. This time the storm striking land brought winds to near five hundred miles per hour, and unmeasurable towers of water splashing on the residents below, destroying all manmade structures that were ever built by sacrificing hands. Any small town that held a minor population to those of their big town neighbors, lost all evidence of people ever-living there. The most terrifying sight for most was this storm sweeping down on them during the midnight darkness, and unable to really see it coming. Although the constant strikes of lightning hitting the ground and all those beneath it, the dark cloud, that was blacker than the night sky, was terrifying enough.

Once President Black was able to pull himself out of his temporary depressed state, he believed he has figured out the next step in his duty. Although being the most powerful man in the world with duties to include protecting the global community from tyranny reigning, he knows he has to be more concerned about the American people and their ultimate safety. Right now, this storm raging and making its way across the globe would be the tyranny that the world would be afraid of, but have no conventional way of fighting it to cease destruction and death. The previous live television feed that was broadcasted from Sydney, struck the human race directly in the heart, which would soon turn to worldwide panic. This idea has, however, not escaped the mind of President Black, which definitely arrowed towards the society that he was sworn to protect and guide.

With this concern, with a little fear, occupying his heart and mind, he soon made a satellite video feed to his Joint Chief’s and his White House staff about what steps are to be followed next. While on the video conference call, he laid out the next steps to hopefully avoid civil unrest spreading coast to coast, and that his arrival back to Washington, D.C. will be made very shortly. The shadows of World War III definitely started to creep back into the minds of the world, which feared that death of that magnitude would repeat and boil over like water on a stove. Unfortunately, that lawless and anarchist ideal was too late for the citizens of Australia as they would be one of the first nations on the planet to face such inevitability. City of Perth, Australia, which is located on the west coast of the country, suffered greatly in this panic, which alerted the state government to announce state of emergency. With civil unrest sparking in this portion of the world, including Indonesia, death and human destruction was preceding the storm.

The conversation with his Joint Chief’s was intense and scary, but it was something that needed to be done in advance of this satanic weather approaching.

PRESIDENT BLACK: If you haven’t heard already we have lost all contact with a weather plane, which was sponsored by NOAA, over the Pacific somewhere between here and Australia.

VICE PRESIDENT: Jeez. So that is two passenger jets, one weather plane and one nuclear submarine that has vanished from the face of the earth!

ARMY GENERAL: Mr. President, I urge that you take steps right now to combat any domestic threat this may impose.

PRESIDENT BLACK: What do you have in mind, general?

ARMY GENERAL: It will be inevitable as this storm moves closer to our shore, that the public will become restless and respond with unrest and violence on our streets.

PRESIDENT BLACK: (Pauses for a minute.) Have the state governments put their National Guard units on ready status and start making preparations for situations to come. I want to avoid mass panic as much as possible and keep it to a minimum right now. I will be giving a speech to the American public and give them hope that we are on top of this.

ADMIRAL: Should we have all of our naval ships and equipment pulled on shore? I have already given word to other commanders around the globe to find a secure location and anchor down until further notice.

PRESIDENT BLACK: That’s fine Admiral. Any allied nation that is willing to accept our ships docking at their stations, whether civilian or militarily, would be greatly appreciative. Also have the Pacific Fleet moved from Pearl Harbor and further inland in California, Washington, Oregon and Alaska. I don’t want them getting lost and forgotten in the vast sea.

AIR FORCE GENERAL: Mr. President, I would recommend that we ground all of our patrol, aircrafts around the world, except for those at home. We don’t want to leave ourselves exposed to any enemy that may try to use this global system to their benefit.

PRESIDENT BLACK: As you said, general, we don’t want to leave ourselves exposed to our enemies. As the storm grows further west, only ground the fighter jets and lock down bases that are within one hour of the storm hitting. Any allied nation willing to accommodate our aircrafts will be greatly appreciative.

CHIEF OF STAFF: Mr. President, I urge that you cut your vacation short and come back home. You don’t want the American people getting the wrong idea of their elected leader not in Washington.

PRESIDENT BLACK: I’m fully aware of what the public can perceive with me not there or en-route back to Washington. Keep the public at bay that I am fine and that as soon as the weather calms down enough I will be coming back to the White House as soon as possible.

CHIEF OF STAFF: Yes sir. See you soon!

December 31, 2099 @ 08:45hrs (EST) – Bethesda, Maryland

James and Jeremy, this morning, had an interesting conversation at breakfast about the incoming global weather system, and about their relationship with Michelle. Once they arrived back at the office where all the intense operation is happening to gain an advantage over the fast-moving death storm, both could see Michelle working hard as if she was herself once again. Both men stood in the doorway, with Jeremy holding the door open, watching Michelle and the crew intensely working. After taking the scene in of what they were observing, Jeremy and James enter further into the office to join the collaboration. To their amazement nothing was gained from them being gone, nor was anything taken away. When the moment came Jeremy was able to pull aside Michelle and take her outside of the office door. James, while in the middle of his travels throughout the office, witnessed both of them leaving the office and closing the door.

JEREMY TIMMS: How are you feeling?

MICHELLE WHITE: I feel good. Better. It was a mistake to not eat before coming in this morning. Sometimes I must have a harsh reality of my situation.

JEREMY TIMMS: You got me worried when I saw you on the floor. I didn’t know what happened. You should’ve told me that you had low blood sugar.

MICHELLE WHITE: Should’ve told you? Last time I checked we have nothing going on that would constitute me having to tell you about my medical history.

JEREMY TIMMS: Regardless. I care about you a lot and when you don’t take care of yourself and you end up on the floor without anyone knowing, it makes it my business. Definitely if we are going to be working together on this storm that’s sweeping the globe.

MICHELLE WHITE: (Sighs) you know what Jeremy? Does this have anything to do with what we talked about before? Your feelings toward me?

JEREMY TIMMS: You know how I feel about you. I had to act surprised to see you earlier this morning so James wouldn’t know, but somehow he knows. I guess me freaking out about him going through your purse was enough evidence. However, I need you to be at the top of your game during this crisis. We can’t be having people fallout mysteriously when we need things done. Can you understand that?

MICHELLE WHITE: Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. Just make sure you do your job and I will do mine. As long as we keep it that way, we won’t have to have this kind of conversation. I care about you a lot Jeremy, but like before you need to keep your emotions in check. That’s what got me transferred to headquarters months back. I had to fight and tell the executives that there is nothing going on with another employee and that he’s just living out some fantasy of his. I’m surprised you didn’t hear anything about that.

JEREMY TIMMS: That would explain why James knew. I was afraid to ask him earlier of how he known expecting it would come to light when it does. Look, I’m sorry about reacting the way I did, but I don’t want to see you get hurt. I’m also happy to see you once again. Working opposite shifts I only get to actually see you in passing. Working with you is like a treat for me under these bizarre circumstances.

MICHELLE WHITE: I’m happy to see you too, but we have to concentrate on what is needed right now. Our focus is on saving mankind from certain death and that is what’s needed at this point. Putting aside our emotional attachment is necessary and getting this mission completed. If time permits we can touch on this later.

With the end of the conversation hitting a sudden point, Michelle walks away leaving Jeremy standing there watching the back of her moving down the hall. Jeremy gathers his thoughts and replays the conversation in his head numerous times trying to make his heart catch up to his thoughts of knowing that she is right. While waiting for this happen, he hears reports on the television posted on the wall in one of the waiting room, of more missing planes and communications in the Far East being severed. He turns around and moves closer to the television as if seeing the footage better up close would make him hear things clearer. After being in front of the television, he starts to concentrate hard on what is being said as they replayed the recorded moment of the INN news reporter being thrashed around in Sydney. The sight of this shocked him and his attention quickly grew to the background of the scene before the video footage was cut off suddenly.

In the background, before the footage was removed, he noticed the buildings crumbling like paper and people flying through the air like leaves. Obviously, this was not something that people around the world wanted or needed to see, but nevertheless it was real. As the news went on to other stories, especially about two more planes being reported missing, his heart felt like it was weighed with grief and anxiety. He began thinking to himself that he has to figure out what this storm is doing and could it be gaining strength as it moves along. Even with the recorded footage of the live broadcasting, he still didn’t see the storm as it is and what it looks like. All he knows is that the weather system is carrying strong winds and heavy power with enough force to make buildings and structures crumble with no effort. With this in mind he starts to make his way back to the office to share the information with his colleagues, but when he entered through the door he saw them all watching the news broadcast from another station.

December 31, 2099 @ 09:00hrs (EST)

Meanwhile, as the entire NOAA organization, along with the federal government, try to make sense of this storm that they understand little about, Brisbane, Papua New Guinea, Port Moresby and other Russian regions and towns are now under severe attack. The storm, which is now being dubbed “The Blackout Storm” by several news media and other weather experts, has hit these areas with tremendous amounts of force. Destruction and deaths skyrocketed like nothing ever before, and the police and military forces in the affected areas can do very little against this enemy, who can’t be stopped with even the strongest and highest military grade weapons. This area of the world affected and devastated the low-line populations, the poor, with such unforgiveness that those settlements would cease to exist. World history, millions and millions of years, was being wiped clean from the planet and this time it would appear that no salvage operation could put back together what was lost. Debris and mangled up bodies and body parts were being flung through the air and, if landed, would come to rest hundreds of miles away where linking the DNA would be impossible.

In the town of Kuala Lampur, Malaysia, a neighborhood market, owned by a family for generations, was in danger of being no more. Word did get back to them about this storm cell coming and sweeping the globe, but they began to think that other villagers and natives were embellishing the storm’s evil presence. The next event that happened would probably invade that thinking and cause them to call a truce on being naive. It was a family tradition to remain open late into the night the same week of New Year’s Day, so all the villagers and tourist could buy last-minute items for the impending celebration. During their late operation, the owners, a wife and husband, were in the back of the market organizing their sales for the day when they heard a loud and devastating crash in the main market area. They both looked at each other as if the other person would know what is happening before they went out to check it. The first thought of the husband was that he figured looters came into his store to steal things because they figured it was the end of days and prosecution was unlikely to happen.

When the husband came around to the front of the market, he saw a hole in the wooden roof, about ten feet in diameter, and things on the shelf, that was directly under the hole, skewed all over the floor. His wooden shelf, which he made from using his bare hands, was broken into several large pieces with coconut juices and sauces stained all over them. He yelled back to his wife, who came out cautiously, and saw the damage. She peeped up into the roof and saw the large hole now a permanent tattoo on the market. The husband slowly made his way through the merchandise of cans and broken glass jars all over the floor towards the broken portions of the shelf. As he began to remove everything and tell her that several glass jars of their famous coconut sauce was lost, he removed one of the large splintered shelves and screamed at the top of his lungs. His wife, yelled to him with her hands on each side of her face, ran to comfort him and at the same time to see what he had seen although she was terrified to do so. When she made her way over the same merchandise he had to maneuver through, she saw the objects he was terrified of seeing. The wife also released a yell that was heard in the nearby huts, which summoned all of the villagers to race to protect and defend their beloved market owners.

The first set of villagers that arrived, some using flashlights and old lanterns, saw the terrifying faces of the owners who pointed at the sight. Other responding villagers arrived and all shared the same horrible sight of seeing two mangled, bloody human heads, upper torso of a human body and the bottom torso of an animal, which appeared to be from a dog. Just as the villagers and the owners were trying to make sense of it all, the winds started to whip up, blowing the dirt and sandy streets into the air where it was inhaled by some. It was at this point that the villagers and city dwellers alike knew what was coming and that the fate of survival was minimal at best, but the only way to salvage their souls was to come to the throne of the Almighty in praying for a place in the Heavens.


(Next Blogsode – November 24, 2014)

Next on “Digital Realm” – The president of the United States makes his decision to fly back to Washington to guide the nation through this global ordeal; President Black and the Russian President talk about the future of the world; the FAA finally announces the true assessment of passenger flights missing.

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“DIGITAL REALM” (Blogsode V)

Blogsode 5/12 – Season 1

(Reading Rated: Mature Audience)

Plot: NOAA continues to struggle with breaking through the data blackout completely; a weather plane is sent out to gather data of the storm.

January 1, 2100 @ 00:00hrs (AEST) – Sydney, Australia

At the moment of eastern Australia entering into the 22nd century, it has just turned 08:00hrs, still December 31, 2099, on the eastern seaboard of the United States.  A global news agency, called the International News Network (INN) has, within the matter of an hour, now become the leader in breaking this news about the global weather cell blanketing the civilization above.  Just before the electric storm struck the island of Norfolk, the Australian government announced a state of emergency and activated their military forces, to work alongside the police bureaus, to safeguard the public.  The major problem that the government and news organizations, along with the celebrated drunk public, is that no one has an idea of what to expect from this impending storm.  Even when the last news reporter was killed on live television, in front of the entire world, still no one has seen this storm that is still alive.  With INN and other local news agencies gathering foot holes around the city of Sydney, to report on the high presence of police, military and party-going people, the strong winds from the incoming storm from the east start sweeping in.

The Royal Australian Navy still has ships posted out in the South Pacific just 400 miles out from the ports of Sydney.  Their primary job at the center of this incoming terror in the skies is to record the weather conditions and act as the precursor of how the Australian mainland will respond.  As the storm rolls in away from Norfolk Island, waves beneath the navy ships start flowing and roaring in ways that would nearly capsize them.  Just as the ocean waves start to gain height and strength, ponding on the sides of the ships, the amount of water penetrating over the sides, swept some of the men out into sea as if an arm came out of the sea and pulled them in.  In these conditions the ships are unable to escape the harsh reality and terror of what the raging seas are offering.  One captain tries to radio back to the mainland of what to expect when a piercing sound was heard that suddenly made him cut off his transmission.

The decibel of the sound, introducing itself before the storm was overhead, blew out eardrums of most men and caused immediate hearing damage, where some went completely deaf.  After the captain was rudely interrupted by the pending storm and trying to maintain his balance, while at the same time gather his mind around what is happening, a lightning strike is seen in the distance.  One shipmate was able to gain his balance against some of the equipment while looking out among the see with binoculars.  He spots another lightning strike and suddenly sees more and more in extreme quick session.  Astonished at what he just witnessed, he alerts his captain who then sounds the alarm for his men and other ships in the area to prepare for a collision.

Quicker than he realized the storm was on top of them with lightning strikes penetrating the seas around them, and close enough to burn out eyes of those not closing them or turning their heads.  As the storm sweeps east along the Pacific Ocean, the waves, which seemed to be the size of the Washington Monument, engulfed each naval ship stationed out from the Australian mainland.  Some of the naval ships literally split in half when waves bashed the once thought to be impenetrable outer layers.  When the damaged naval ships start taking on water, men are forced with a terrifying reality of either abandoning ship and risk your life in the harsh, hot spring like ocean or risk being trapped and drown in the fiery inferno once called a navy ship.  In the fear of being burned to death and drowning in mangled metal, most men jumped in the raging seas where some died instantly hitting the steaming surface and mutilating currents.

Military command, stationed just west and outside of Sydney, attempt numerous times to regain communication with any naval vessel stationed out in the Pacific.  After several minutes a debate arose to send an air reconnaissance plane to search and find their precious ships and hard working men.  By the time military heads agree on getting one out over the ocean to search for the missing naval vessels, the storm has now reached the shores of Sydney, Canberra, Honiara, which is northeastward of the Australian mainland, and the Solomon Islands.  All four locations were hit at one time, the same time, and no one could ever prepare of what was going to happen.  As the party-goers maintain foot holes in the streets throughout Sydney, winds suddenly struck and blew away anything that was not secured to the ground or heavy enough to only slide along the ground slowly.  The INN reporter, who was reporting from a location near the iconic symphony hall, could see the water, just several feet away, rock with vengeance and an attitude like a massive sea monster was ready to jump out and pounce.

The national awarded Australian reporter struggles to maintain her balance and stay in front of the cameraman, who is also seriously struggling with the bashing, relentless winds.  It would be another few minutes before the water, just feet away from her, would begin to thrash over the concrete barrier and sidewalks.  All the party-goers at this point didn’t take the storm seriously still until one person was struck with lightning, which radiated several more arms of devastating lightning to others.  This sight alone was enough for most people to now duck and run for cover, but that seek for shelter and safety would be useless at best.  While streaking over the skies across the Pacific Ocean, the storm had gained enormous strength and was now more deadly than it was while over Norfolk Island.  The general public in and around Sydney, and certain parts of the world, could see on live television of what the storm was offering to the Australians.  During one statement from the INN reporter, near the Sydney Symphony Hall, it was witnessed on live camera the roof flying off and being propelled into the sky never to be seen again.  Once the roof flew off and became a deadly weapon of the winds, the remaining structure of the hall just started to crumble like paper being shredded by millions of micro-teeth.

The main purpose of the military and police was to shuffle the public into safe areas where they could wait out the storm of terror.  However, that mission would go by the waist-side where the public safety and defense structures would quickly collapse.  Blood curling screams and the sight and sounds of people running ran terrifying chills through any still watching through the satellite feed.  By this time no words could be heard from the reporter, but the sight of her being swept up in the air and her body ripping apart was enough for others to see.  Seconds later the cameraman went flying through the air with satellite feed still live, and made others, who were still watching, physically sick from what they’ve witnessed and the sudden live feed being flipped around unable to know which was up and down.  The sound, which was captured by the microphone on the camera, was nearly ear piercing for those listening by television and radio.  Then the live feed went dead and only a snow screen was visible for all viewers.  High value structures and monuments located in other locations being struck by this most intense storm in global history are just being destroyed like Lego structures being crushed by toddler feet.  Waves and waves, as high as the highest building in the world, now pounds the shoreline of Australia and proceeds inland washing and wiping anything still standing and flooding underground storm shelters where most people hid.

December 31, 2099 @ 08:15hrs (EST) – Bethesda, Maryland

Back at the NOAA satellite office, Jeremy and Michelle, after working very hard on the data that they are able to collect, are not exactly sure why the storm isn’t moving eastward toward Hawaii and the continental United States.  At this point that knowledge becomes a moot point to the rest of the world as the last televised motion of the storm was seen by global viewers, and struck terror in the hearts.  The first city to report of civil unrest, due to the impending storm, was Tokyo, Japan, which became the world’s technology capital of the world years earlier.  As Jeremy and Michelle evolve themselves into this enigma, Jeremy’s cell phone rings from across the office.  He hears his phone ringing and rushes out of his chair and darts across the room to retrieve it from an empty desk.  He answers it seeing that it is his wife calling.

JEREMY TIMMS: Hi honey! What’s up?

MRS. TIMMS: Jeremy? I heard the news.  I’ve been watching and listening to the news all morning.  Jalisa has been asking me when is daddy coming home.  I don’t know exactly what to tell her.

JEREMY TIMMS: (Sighs.  Then walks outside the office for a more private conversation) I’m sorry honey, but I’m stuck here at work trying to figure this thing out.  I know I promised her breakfast with me, but I’m not going to be able to keep that promise with her.  That’s hard enough.

MRS. TIMMS: (Sighs in response to his statement) Can you tell me exactly what is going on?  I think I’m getting the watered down version of this storm sweeping across the Pacific.

JEREMY TIMMS: I don’t know how much I can tell you without getting in trouble, but basically (looking over his shoulder for anyone listening and lowers his voice) this storm is creating a data blackout across the entire atmosphere as it moves west. 

MRS. TIMMS: (Lowers her voice in response) Oh my God! Jeremy! How soon until that storm reaches here?

JEREMY TIMMS: It could be anywhere between 16 to 17 hours from now.  We can’t even obtain the seriousness of the storm, except what is being reported by the news.

MRS. TIMMS: Can we expect the same kind of destruction we saw on live television about twenty minutes ago?

JEREMY TIMMS: You saw what?!

MRS. TIMMS: Shit! Oh my God Jeremy! It was on live television.  A reporter in Sydney was near the opera house when the storm came in and pulled her into the air.  It looked like it just tore her apart.

JEREMY TIMMS: Fuck!  That was on live television? (Starts pacing the hallway) Where was it again?

MRS. TIMMS: Sydney, Australia.  Maybe a few seconds later the cameraman was swept up in it and then the satellite feed disappeared.

JEREMY TIMMS: Shit!  So this storm is moving pretty fast.  Listen, umm..if this storm reaches within twelve hours of reaching the coastline, I want you and Jalisa out of there and head into West Virginia. 

MRS. TIMMS: Will you meet us there or are we going together?

JEREMY TIMMS: I can only hope that I can meet you there if we can’t get a handle on this storm.  We haven’t even seen physical evidence of this storm, but from what we here things are getting worse out there.  Passenger planes are missing and I can only imagine what else.  I just want you and Jalisa to head out of there when the time is right.

MRS. TIMMS: I’ll start packing things this afternoon to get ready.  I’ll grab our emergency kit and bring it with us. (Pauses) I love you honey.

JEREMY TIMMS: I love you too sweetie.  Buh-bye!

For a few minutes after speaking to his wife, Jeremy leans up against the wall next to him and closes his eyes.  He stands there with thoughts of what is happening and what could happen, which brings slight worry for his family and friends around the area.  Jeremy finally starts to gain his thoughts back on his job and make his way back to the office.  He enters through the door and sees Michelle on the floor lying on her back.  The sight of Michelle on the floor stuns him at first and makes him stop cold in his tracks before breaking out of his staring trance to rush over to help her.  Someone on her crew, walking around some equipment, sees her on the floor and rushes over with Jeremy to check on her.  Both men start yelling her name to her as they check her pulse, which relieved great worry when they felt she still had one.  James, who was out getting breakfast from the basement cafeteria, comes back into the office and finds Jeremy and Rodney helping Michelle back into her leather chair.

JAMES GREEN: (Holding a closed Styrofoam tray) what the hell happen here!?

JEREMY TIMMS: I have no clue.  I just walked back in from outside and saw her on the floor.

JAMES GREEN: Where is her purse?

RODNEY JOHNSON: Over there by the mechanical room door.

JAMES GREEN: (Puts down his tray and walks over to grab her purse.  Brings her purse back over near them and starts going through it.)

JEREMY TIMMS: (Distracted from trying to get her attention when he hears James going through her purse.) What the hell are you doing?  You going through her purse?  What the hell are you looking for?

JAMES GREEN: (Stops and looks up at Jeremy with a non-emotional expression and pulls out Michelle’s glucose tablets.)  She suffers from low blood sugar, Jeremy.  Put this in her mouth and let it dissolve.  She will wake up and we monitor her.

JEREMY TIMMS: (Surprised that he would know that about Michelle and shows his confusion through his expression.)  I don’t know how you would know this, but I’ll do it.

After giving Michelle her glucose tablet, within a minute of it dissolving in her mouth she started to stir by moving her hands and giving out a slight moan.  A minute later, her eyes start opening up with her brain confused as to where she was and what had happened.  Jeremy takes a few steps toward her and says her name by following up with a question of how she is feeling.  Michelle finally answers with a groggy sounded voice and her body still relaxed in her leather chair.

MICHELLE WHITE: What happened?

JAMES GREEN: Your blood sugar was low.  You passed out and didn’t tell anyone that you didn’t eat this morning.  I have some pancakes and bacon in this container.  Eat it and I will go and find something else.  (Turns around and walks out the door.)

Jeremy turns and watches James walk out through the door.  He tells Rodney to make sure she eats and doesn’t pass out again.  He goes out the door and runs down the hall, cutting off the path of James heading back to the cafeteria.

JEREMY TIMMS: How did you know she suffers from being hypoglycemic?

JAMES GREEN: (Sighs heavily and looks at Jeremy in the eyes.) If you really must know, I used to be very close to her.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen her do that here and at home.  When she gets stressed out, she doesn’t eat and can easily allow her sugar levels to drop to deadly levels.

JEREMY TIMMS: (Looks at James with an expression as if he got the message between the lines.) The relationship between you and Michelle is probably none of my business, but things like that, so personal, should be relayed to me.

JAMES GREEN: Listen, Jeremy, if you want to have an affair with Michelle behind your wife’s back is your business.  Knowing the little things about her personal life is for you to find out. 

JEREMY TIMMS: Just to let you know nothing has started between her and I.  Also going through her purse like that in front of others looks a little suspicious in my book.

JAMES GREEN: Now you know about her medical condition, which is not something she likes to talk about.  Another thing is that right now we have a bigger fish to fry then worrying about how to get between her thighs.  Don’t let this cloud your judgment in doing your job to get ahead of this thing.  Now, if you don’t mind I’m hungry and need to get some food.  You wanna join me?

JEREMY TIMMS: (Looks at the door back to the office before looking at James and giving his answer.) Sure.  I’ll join you.

December 31, 2099 @ 08:30hrs (EST) – Somewhere over the Pacific

A weather plane, which was launched from Pearl Harbor, is on route towards the storm heading southwest towards Norfolk Island.  Just minutes into the flight, the crew began to experience heavy turbulence and digital instruments struggling to keep up. Just like the passenger plane, North American Airlines, which flew over the Bering Strait, the weather plane suddenly, hit heavy cloud cover and unnerving air pockets.  As the pilot, and the crew, pushed on through the cloud cover, electronics on board to read the storm and follow navigation went dead.  At this specific time, the pilot and co-pilot are forced to fly it manually, using red light to read navigational maps in the dark.  Without warning, the pilot and co-pilot come out of the heavy cloud cover and spot this massive black cloud, that is darker than night itself, reaching from the ocean surface to the highest of the atmosphere.  Quickly, one of the crew members takes a handheld camera and takes pictures of the storm as they approach.

With pure luck and jet streams at their back, the weather plane enters the black cloud not knowing what is behind the wall of the cloud.  Once through the thick, violent turbulent cloud wall, what they witness is something that they will not be allowed to relay to other humans on the ground.  A bright light, that of brighter than the sun, is shined directly at them blinding them and lighting up the entire cabin of the plane.  The screams of the crew were silenced when they opened up their terrified mouth in reaction to what they saw.  Weather data would not return from the satellite feeds of the plane, and the pilot and his crew would never be seen again.


(Next Blogsode (VI) – November 10, 2014)

Next on “Digital Realm” – Australia suffers the worst natural disaster in history, more bad news reaches the president of the United States, which makes national security a top priority.

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(Reading Rated: Mature Audience)

Plot: The island of Norfolk is devastated by the enormous electric storm that continues to flow westward; NOAA begins to plot out possible timelines for the remaining areas to be covered by this data blackout.

January 1, 2100 @ 00:00hrs (NFT) Norfolk Island Time

The enormous electrical storm, known to NOAA as a data blackout, is continuing to make its way across the skies penetrating the celebratory moods of the islanders bringing in the New Year.  Norfolk Island, a territory of Australia and approximately 877 miles due east, will be no exception to this party pooper.  By this time the black clouds have risen higher into the atmosphere, to where no passenger airplane can safely fly above it and low enough where any aircraft attempting to maneuver through it would ultimately be committing suicide.  Back in the United States, it is still the beginning of the day and for most of Americans on the east coast they are getting caught up on the news that happened the night before.  It is about 07:30hrs and at this point most media outlets are reporting on the weather and what the forecast will be for the rest of the day and for the week.  This was the time that experts at NOAA, located in the Bethesda satellite office, were afraid of happening.  It was however an illusion to think that they could keep this from the public before they were ready too.  Obviously, now that the main media outlets and its affiliates are reporting on the weather, they have no choice but to report it and hope mass panic doesn’t settle in.

As NOAA attempts to jump in front of the media outlets to inform them of the blackout satellite feeds they are receiving, the islanders and tourist on Norfolk are starting to experience horror to no degree.  The winds that came upon the island, like several thousand wind tunnel fans blowing, just threw people around like gum wrappers being manipulated in the air by passing vehicles.  Building structures, old and new, are no match for the extreme high velocity winds and immediate blinding of the ferocious lightning strikes.  The sounds of thunder, that immediately follow the lightning strikes, are so loud and piercing that anyone still alive and suffering from this ordeal is immediately deaf and blind from the nuclear type brightness of the lightning.  One news reporter, from the mainland of Australia, is at the island.  The reporter was assigned to the island to report a story about the new millennium and what it means for the residences.  Majority of the viewers at home, such as people in Sydney, were suddenly shocked and surprised when things on television got mind-boggling.

Just before the news crew lost signal and went off the air for good, one anchor, who was sitting at his desk at the main station in Sydney, witnessed, along with millions of other viewers, a large brown object fly pass her head at a high rate of speed.  After the news reporter yelled out “OH MY GOD!” a human body was thrown towards the back of her striking her with such force that her head snapped back, as if they had witnessed it come off, and her hitting the cameraman.  While the media and rest of the world is blind to what is happening on Norfolk Island, for the first time tornados began to form and ravaged the landscape, creating tractor-trailer size potholes and their most precious native symbol, the pine, was no more.  Tremendous amounts of lightning strikes, which showed a ratio of about one every five seconds, sparked wildfires, structural fires and for some people they exploded on contact.  Others that were fortunate, not to explode, were struck by lightning and just went into severe convulsions that if witnessed, you would have thought the person had broken every bone in their body.

Majority of the islanders, who were listed under the island religious category as Christians, were one-hundred percent convinced that this raging, global wide storm was the prelude to the second coming of Jesus Christ.  This horrible, terror of the minds and soul planted seeds that God was angry at the world and that He has had enough of mankind.  The population of the island was just over one-thousand, but that number has now sunk to less than fifty and majority of those people were injured.  Meanwhile, in Sydney, the news station, that just witnessed one of their reporters get killed on live television, scramble in trying to make sense of it all.  Viewers continue to call in and nearly jam the phone lines for incoming and outbound calls.  Australians, who had relatives and friends on the island, frantically try to call them, but was met with either no one answering the phones or just the sound of white noise in their ear.  Unknown to the residences of Sydney they will face the same ferocious storm that their easterly neighbor just received and continue to receive.

December 31, 2099 @ 0735hrs (EST) – Washington, D.C.

As the morning progresses over the nation’s capital, the morning air is filled with unlikely humidity and made the morning traveler consume bottles of water, and make numerous pit stops before reaching their destination.  The NOAA headquarters, located in their new state of the art building in downtown, is trying to make sense of this data blackout.  With local and national media outlets calling in trying to confirm this data blackout theory, which keeps being broadcasted by the NOAA satellite office on the meteorologists’ electronic devices.  Some meteorologists were interrupted during their weather forecasting on live television to be given updated information about the storm in the Pacific and why, on all their satellite feeds, it shows a blackout of the map miles west and south of Hawaii.

While some of the less experienced meteorologist struggle in trying to make sense of this new incoming data, the senior meteorologist in the most popular and mainstream media outlets relayed the information to the public.  Within the hour radio stations began to interview meteorologist and asking detail questions to find out more about the data blackout.  Although at this time, no specific data has been collected, it is NOAA’s best guess that this is a massive storm that is pushing its way across the Pacific towards the Asian continent and the country of Australia.  As media outlets around the country start to gather more information from NOAA about this data blackout, Michael Watson is trying to make his way to his office in downtown.  Of course, on this day traffic is worse than it has ever been in recent years and with regularly scheduled programming on the radio and televisions is being interrupted, that raises slight curiosity in everyone everywhere.

While stuck in traffic and just entering the city, Michael picks up his cell phone from the passenger seat and calls James.

MICHAEL WATSON: Hello?! James?!


MICHAEL WATSON: Can you hear me? Any update?

JAMES GREEN: I can barely hear you.  Let me step outside for a minute. (He tells Michele and Jeremy that he will step outside to speak to Michael)

JAMES GREEN: (Once outside he continues his phone conversation) Michael can you hear me now?

MICHAEL WATSON: Yeah I can hear you.  Listen.  Any update on the data blackout?  I think the experts at the office have released the information to the media.  It’s all over the radio and probably all over the television.

JAMES GREEN: Were hearing the same information on our satellite radio in the office.  Where are you?

MICHAEL WATSON: (Trying to talk over car horns honking) I’m stuck in traffic and only a few blocks away from the office.  Traffic is at a standstill right now and I can’t see what’s happening.

JAMES GREEN: (Stays silent on the phone for a few seconds before continuing) I’m afraid this might be the beginning of a panic by the public of what is taking place over the Pacific. But…(gets interrupted when Michele runs out and calls in James to hear the satellite news)

He tells Michael to hold on and a rush back inside the building behind Michele and directs him to listen to the news reports.  She instructs Jeremy to turn up the volume so James can hear it clearly.

NEWS VOICE OVER: We have a Special News Report from the INN news desk in Brussels.  Here is Cindy Moore.

CINDY MOORE: Good morning, good afternoon, and good evening.  I’m Cindy Moore reporting for International News Network.  We have a few reports to share with you that have just come over the wire within the last hour.  First I start with what weather experts are calling a data blackout over the Pacific Ocean.  It is believed that the blackout that has been showing up on satellite feeds throughout the world, focus over the Pacific Ocean, maybe a massive storm that stretches from the region of Siberia to the south as far as Wellington, New Zealand and beyond.  Experts say that this type of phenomenon has them spooked and confused about what is happening and that it is possibly the result of the massive global shift we’ve been experiencing for years.  International cooperation between several nations has been talked about to gain more information about this data blackout.  Our next topic is about two passenger airliners that have gone missing with one east of the Siberian region and the other somewhere over the Pacific between Hawaii and Australia.  Weather experts believe that that data blackout, which they highly suspect is a massive storm, could be to blame for the missing airliners.  Next on our list….(Jeremy turns down the volume and looks back at James)

JEREMY TIMMS: James?  What do we do now?  It’s all over the news and has already gone global.

JAMES GREEN: (Still hearing the news report in the background) I don’t know Jeremy.  I’ll be right back. (Steps back outside to finish the conversation with Michael)

MICHAEL WATSON: James?  I heard the news report.  This has really up the ante.

JAMES GREEN: Anything you want us to continue with?

MICHAEL WATSON: Keep doing what you are doing and what you can.  I trust in you and your staff to stay on top of this thing.  It’s not going to go away anytime soon.  I recommend you establish a schedule for you and your team so no one falls behind on this thing.

JAMES GREEN: We do have one update for you to share with others at the office that no one has reported on yet.

MICHAEL WATSON: What’s that?

JAMES GREEN: The data blackout is moving at a pace that whatever location hits midnight, the storm strikes.  I calculated that the storm will hit the eastern United States in less than 18 hours.

MICHAEL WATSON: Oh my God!! Shit!! You sure?

JAMES GREEN: Even though we still can’t maintain data collection on the storm itself, we were able to use a complicated formula to figure that out.  The water surface is rising and continuing to rise.  Dead fish is washing up shore in Hawaii and I’m sure in other places.  The president verified the dead fish scenario.

MICHAEL WATSON: Oh dear!! When I get to the office I will relay that information to my bosses.  Makes sure you are right and have the information to back it up.  Traffic is finally moving for now.  I’ll get in contact with you as soon as I can from the office.

JAMES GREEN: I’ll talk to you later Michael.

December 31, 2099 @ 01:50hrs (HAST) – Hawaii Presidential Vacationing Zone

President Black is standing in the living room, looking out the window watching the pine trees bend with the wind and nearly parallel to ground.  As he continues to watch the outskirts of this storm throw winds against the side of their bungalow, which sounds like boulders hitting the siding, his thoughts are interrupted by a phone call on the satellite phone.

SECRET SERVICE AGENT #1: Mr. President? I have a James Green on the line for you.

PRESIDENT BLACK: (Breaks his mental concentration and turns around to face the secret service agent.  Reaches for the phone and takes it from him.) Mr. Green.  I’m guessing you have updated news for me.

JAMES GREEN: Yes Mr. President.  We believe that the next cities to be hit by this storm will be Sydney, Canberra, Honiara and the Solomon Islands.  This is to happen at exactly midnight local time, 08:00hrs here in D.C. 

PRESIDENT BLACK: Oh my God!! How fast is this thing moving?  Can you tell me that besides that it will reach our shores in 18 hours?

JAMES GREEN: At this time Mr. President I can’t tell you anymore than that.  However, two passenger airliners have gone missing within the last hour.  That was reported several minutes ago by INN.

PRESIDENT BLACK: What?! No trace of them whatsoever?

JAMES GREEN: They are no traces of the airliners.  One was last known to be over Siberia and the other one between Australia and Hawaii.  It is best believed that the storm has something to do with the planes missing.

PRESIDENT BLACK: James? This definitely adds to the ante with a nuclear submarine missing as well.  I still can’t fly out of here yet due to the weather and crosswinds.  It’s too risky.  I will have to monitor from here for now.  Keep me posted and I want to know updates on what is happening.

JAMES GREEN: Yes Mr. President.  I’ll talk to you very soon.

James head back into the building and pulls Michelle and Jeremy to the side while others are working. 

JAMES GREEN: Jeremy? Michelle? I just got off the phone with the president and we have his full support in our efforts.  We need to work very hard in trying to get in front of this storm and warn others as it move along.

MICHELLE WHITE: How do you want us to proceed with that?

JAMES GREEN: Easy.  Contact the weather stations in Australia, Japan and South Korea for what might coming.  Things are getting expensive for information and knowledge of what is to come.  We need to find out what other areas are going to be hit and do our best warn people and hope they listen.  The world is counting on us.  Okay? Let’s get this done!!


(Next Blogsode V – November 3, 2014)

Next on “Digital Realm” – More cities and areas have fallen victims to the storm, but conditions are worsening; the worst fears of this storm have come true; more lives are lost.

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Blogsode 3/12 – Season 1

(Reading Rating: Mature Audience)

Plot: President Black is briefed by the Joint Chiefs; NOAA discovers the next locations to be touched by the storm; in order to retrieve information they start tracking the storm backwards.

December 31, 2099 @ 0700hrs (EST) – Somewhere over the Bering Strait

Flight 980 of North American Airlines (NAA) is en-route to Moscow, Russia with nearly 300 passengers and staff on-board the plane.  The flight departed from Seattle, Washington and was put on another flight path due to a severe weather notification sent to the flight crew.  During the flight a stewardess announced to all the passengers about the flight path that will be taking due to a severe weather cell hovering over the Pacific Ocean.  Unknown to the flight staff and the passengers, the country of New Zealand has already lost two planes due to this storm and the first nation to be savagely destroyed by the storm moving westward.

As the flight was continuing west over Alaska, they started to experience heavy turbulence, which caused them put the seatbelt light on and ordered all crew and passengers to be seated.  The captain and co-pilot were kind of confused and surprised at the strong turbulence they were receiving, but just figured it was part of the global weather pattern changing.  After about ten minutes of straight turbulence, the captain announced to everyone on-board that he will increase the altitude to try to fly over it.  When the plane started to climb higher into the clouds, they noticed that extremely heavy fog was presence even though it was already cloudy when they started.  After about five minutes of climbing they noticed that the turbulence has decreased significantly.

By the time they leveled out and continued on their flight path, they had just entered Russian airspace where almost immediately things started to go south for everyone on board.  Once the captain flew the plane out of the heavy fog, the first thing he noticed was the thick black cloud system straight in front him.  Just as him and the co-pilot verbally reacted to the sight of this cloud system, all computerized electronics on the flight fried and completely went dead.  The interior lighting throughout the plane all went dark and with only a few emergency lighting sources coming on.  Every passenger on the plane reacted and started yelling out to each other and to anyone who would listen, “WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!?”  Just only a few seconds after the plane instruments and power went dead the flight path of the plane changed dramatically.

The captain and the co-pilot frantically attempt to contact the closes air traffic control tower, but their efforts became fruitless.  The plane was able to float at a constant altitude for about two minutes before the plane started to descend with no control.  Chaos on the plane began to almost get out of hand until the captain approached the back of the plane to help calm the passengers and assist the rest of the flight crew.  A few physical fights broke out between two male passengers, which during their altercation; one female was struck in the face and suffered a busted lip.  In defense of his wife, the husband yelled and stood up in his seat and hit the guy, who accidentally, hit his wife.  That’s when the captain retreated back to the passenger portion of the plane to quell any more violence on the plane.

Meanwhile, the co-pilot is struggling with trying to keep the plane on path and at least prepare for a proper crash landing.  The captain made a quick speech, which got everyone’s attention, but that wasn’t the only thing that got their attention.  One of the passengers sitting on the left side of the plane noticed the black cloud as they were getting closer, although they were slowly losing altitude.  The astonishing and severe lightning strikes could be seen and that just made everyone even more on edge.  That is when the captain rushed back to the cockpit and joined his co-pilot in trying to guide the plane into a “soft landing”.  The co-pilot, however, was able to manually operate the plane announcement and advised the passengers and the rest of the crew to prepare for a crash landing.  Still no response from the air traffic control as they tried so feverously to contact.

Within minutes the plane was just outside of the severe storm raging over the Anadyr, Russia region.  Before they knew it the plane was suddenly struck by series of lightning strikes that damaged both wings and blew the front glass right into the cockpit.  The glass sliced both the captain and co-pilot in the face and as they were fighting for their lives, the windows in the passenger compartment also blew out and that caused a severe drop in cabin pressure.  Pieces of the plane started to come apart as the wings sheared off and damaged the rear wings.  At this point the plane received a large crack across the cabin and suddenly split apart, exposing everyone to the low-pressure, energized air.  The front part of the plane immediately dropped out of the sky as passengers, near the severed portion of the plane, were being sucked out violently and at the mercy of gravity.  It was at this point of the flight that the rear portion of the plane suddenly exploded in mid-air after being hit numerous times by more lightning strikes, which one strike ignited the fuel.

The small population that was in the region witnessed this horrific event of their heads as they were dealing with the same terrifying situation, which was ten times stronger, that the people on Christmas Island were dealing with two hours earlier.  As pieces of the plane descended upon the people and the land below, severe lightning strikes caused the ground to perch and fires erupted spreading like they were ignited with extremely flammable liquids.  Several villagers in the area were either killed or struck by lightning fleeing for their safety.  This part of eastern Russia is under an international pact that forbids them to have any military presence in the area.  With that pact still in affect years later, the villagers, who were warned not to be there, are on their own and must rescue themselves from danger.

The islands of Funafuti, Yaren and Tarawa were in the middle of this savage storm, but no one knows that the storm is still reigning over Christmas Island.  At this part of the world the storm or “data blackout”, considered by the experts at NOAA, expanded from Pevek, Russia, which is within that demilitarized zone of Russia to Wake Island and continued south as far as miles past Wellington, New Zealand; and as far width from Christmas Island to now Wake Island.  All the regions and islands that have fallen under this storm’s umbrella of terror still have no idea how severe and worse this storm will get.  This massive storm, biggest one on global record, is attacking and damaging regions and islands that are not capable to handle such fury and ferociousness.  However, the storm is not that all complicated, but does follow a certain pattern.  The charge of NOAA now is to figure out the details of this storm and how to properly advise people around the world to brace themselves for this inevitable chaos.

December 31, 2099 @ 07:20hrs – NOAA Satellite Office (Bethesda, MD)

Melissa White and all the members of her team had arrived at the office nearly an hour ago to help gain understanding about this storm cell raging in the Pacific.  When she arrived at the building, nearly half dressed, she immediately met with James and Jeremy to figure out what is going on.

MELISSA WHITE: James?! What the hell is going on? (Immediately questioning him after she opens the door to the monitoring station)

JAMES GREEN: Melissa? I’ll explain it to you outside.  Jeremy is working on something right now and I don’t want to disturb him.

They step outside of the monitoring room and continue their conversation about what is happening.

JAMES GREEN: (Sighs) What I am about to explain to you has no immediate answer or simple explanation of what is happening.  We are experiencing a “data blackout” over the Pacific Ocean south and west of Hawaii.

MELISSA WHITE: (Looking confused and perplexed) what the hell is a “data blackout”? I don’t remember learning anything like that?

JAMES GREEN: This is a term I learned myself not too long ago, which pertains to the inability to perceive or receive data at a constant pace or unable to receive data at all. 

MELISSA WHITE: Is that what we experience when tracking a massive hurricane or tornado?

JAMES GREEN: It’s funny that you say that because with the data that we can obtain is that the elements in the atmosphere can easily generate an H5 hurricane or a T5 tornado.  Right now all we are receiving is this “data blackout” that continues to grow and engulf island after island as it moves west.

MELISSA WHITE: What are we dealing with here? An abnormal hurricane cell, two or more weather cells gathering strength mixing with each other?

JAMES GREEN: (Sigh) I don’t know exactly.  However, I know that when we bring up the model on the screen the portion of where the “data blackout” is, is exactly what that means.  Portions of the map from the eastern region of Russia, from the north, as far south miles past Wellington, New Zealand.  Majority of New Zealand has already been affected by the data blackout, which is the first and only nation right now to be touched by it.

MELISSA WHITE: Oh my God!! (Running her hands through her hair trying to make sense of it all) What are we to do now?

JAMES GREEN: We have to work really hard to gain the advantage of this storm and find out what it is about and how it is being formed.  I feel that there is a pattern to this storm and we just haven’t figured it out yet.

JEREMY TIMMS: (Quickly opens the door and yells to Melissa and James) Hey!! Guys!! I think I have something!

This got their attention very quickly and they both sprinted down the hall back towards the monitoring office.

JAMES GREEN: What you go Jeremy?

JEREMY TIMMS: Well, I went to track the storm and decided to check on it going backwards. 

MELISSA WHITE: What did you find?

JEREMY TIMMS: As I was tracking the storm backwards I discovered that this has been happening for quite some time.

JAMES GREEN: What do you mean by that?

JEREMY TIMMS: I mean the weather has been changing drastically for the past five years.  I’ll show you what I mean.  The changes have been so small we haven’t been able to catch it in time.  Even if we did there wasn’t much for us to do except sit and wait.

He starts typing in the codes to make the computer model on the screen to start showing the past five years of weather changes and atmospheric conditions.

JEREMY TIMMS: Here you go.  As we see here on the screen that the atmospheric changes began to really take a shift around 2050.  With Global Warming taking affect and the Polar Ice Caps melting, the oceans rose up about 1 inch every year, right?


JEREMY TIMMS: Okay.  Now look at 2060 over the Western European area. 


JEREMY TIMMS: Yeah! The damn jet stream has been slowly changing and now for the past thirty years this has been going on. (Shows them the computer model of the jet stream and atmospheric changes)

MELISSA WHITE: So for the past fifty years the weather has been changing over our heads and we never knew it? You think the last war has something to do with this?

JAMES GREEN: I was stationed in England years before the last war.  We ran an operation with the British to eradicate the extremists that had placed a foot-hole in southern England.  To make a long story short, we knew about their atmospheric bomb, but no one knew if it really worked or not.  One of our missions was to not only defeat the extremists, but to locate the bomb and bring it back to the United States.

JEREMY TIMMS: Well, what happened?

JAMES GREEN: During our raid on their strong-hold we noticed a bright stream of light that was shot into the sky and suddenly exploded.  We later discovered that the bomb was detonated at about 50,000 feet.  The explosion was so loud and so big that it was felt all the way in Vatican City.  That explosion is what caused the 2045 Global Earthquake.

MELISSA WHITE: So my feelings are correct when I say that the last war has been the cause of this major shift we are experiencing?

JAMES GREEN: I wouldn’t say it is the only cause of what we are experiencing, but the war has definitely played a major role in what we are experiencing today.

JEREMY TIMMS: Wait! What happen to the atmospheric bomb that exploded? Does that have something to do with the weather patterns now?

JAMES GREEN: The extremists that had the bomb claimed that they can change the atmospheric pressure and weather conditions with this bomb.  No one took them seriously.  Even when they detonated the bomb it wouldn’t be until at least five years until things started to change.  Our seasons and weather during those seasons have changed dramatically, but the war certainly didn’t help.

MELISSA WHITE: So basically all we have is that the weather pattern starting changing five years after this bomb went off, and that maybe World War 3 could have played a major role in this weather phenomenon?

JAMES GREEN: We can only speculate at this point, but right now it sure sounds like things that happened fifty years ago is starting to affect us now.  Even if that is the case, it wouldn’t explain this huge data blackout we are experiencing now over the Pacific and only spreading westward. 

JEREMY TIMMS: Well, the next target seems to be Norfolk Island, but again we don’t know if this is a storm or some astonishing atmospheric change.  I think I know someone who can help us with that.  I’ll be right back. (Leaves the office to make a phone call)

December 31, 2099 @ 0725hrs (EST) – Joint Chiefs meeting with the President of the United States

While the president is still located in Hawaii, he is patched through a satellite feed to speak to the Joint Chiefs.

ADMIRAL JOINT CHIEFS: Good morning, Mr. President.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Good morning, Admiral.  Any update on the submarine?

ADMIRAL JOINT CHIEFS: Nothing Mr. President.  We’ve tried numerous ways to gain communication back, which have failed as well.

PRESIDENT BLACK: What’s your next course of action Admiral?

ADMIRAL JOINT CHIEFS: We are sending one of our aircraft carriers to search the area and have launched a scout plane as well.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Okay, Admiral.  Keep me posted on the specifics. 

ARMY GENERAL JOINT CHIEFS: Mr. President.  Does the public know about this?

PRESIDENT BLACK: Not yet or at least not to my knowledge.  They will soon know enough.

ARMY GENERAL JOINT CHIEFS: Do we have any idea if this “data blackout” will be putting our nation at risk?

PRESIDENT BLACK: I’m still waiting for NOAA to get back to me. 

AIR FORCE GENERAL JOINT CHIEFS: How about things there Mr. President?

PRESIDENT BLACK: Weather here is very windy and dead fish are washing up on shore every hour.  As soon as I can I’ll be out of here heading back to Washington.

A special agent interrupts the meeting when he hands the president the satellite phone and tells him that it is someone from NOAA.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Hold it one minute.  I have NOAA on the line.  Yes this is the president.  Who is this?

JEREMY TIMMS: This is Jeremy Timms over at the NOAA Satellite Office in Bethesda, Maryland.  I think I have some information for you to know about this data blackout.

PRESIDENT BLACK: What do you have?

JEREMY TIMMS: In tracking this storm, I had to move backwards and this weather change can be dated back to around 2050, but that would take some explaining.  However, I think we have figured out that each time zone around the world will be affected by this data blackout when each time zone reaches midnight on New Year’s Day.

PRESIDENT BLACK: My God! What does that say for the United States?

JEREMY TIMMS: In about 18-19 hours from now the United States and majority of Canada will be engulfed in the data blackout, but after that who knows.  Sorry Mr. President.

PRESIDENT BLACK: It’s okay, son.  Keep working on it and give me updates as you get them.

JEREMY TIMMS: Yes, Mr. President.

PRESIDENT BLACK: (Hangs up the phone and resumes his meeting with the Joint Chiefs) Gentlemen? The information I have received has just changed the game for all of us.  We have approximately 18 hours before this blackout reaches our coastline.  I want plans of action and when and where to implement them by the time I return to the United States.

JOINT CHIEFS: Yes Mr. President!!!

Once the meeting is over, he turns to his wife and looks at her and speaks.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Things have gotten worse and we only have 18 hours before this data blackout reaches our shores.


(Next Blogsode IV – October 27, 2014)

Next on “Digital Realm” – Norfolk Island is hit; a timeline is given to the president of when and where the storm will strike.




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(Reading Rated: Mature Audience)

Plot: NOAA struggles to gain the advantage of tracking the storm, more cities and islands are engulfed in the savagery of the storm and the United States Navy loses one of their nuclear powered ships.

December 31, 2099 @ 06:00hrs (EST) – NOAA Satellite Office

At this point the storm has gained strength and continues to move westward, which seems to be following the global time zones when they strike midnight.  As Jeremy and James try to make sense of the data coming in, the storm has already struck the Chatham Islands and is now striking the areas of Auckland, Suva, Wellington and Nukualofa.  No island in the path of this storm stands any kind of chance to survive the massive power this storm is packing.  Although Jeremy and James are now tracking this “data blackout” sweeping across the Pacific Ocean, they do not have any information or idea of the devastation being done in the storm’s path.  Being overwhelmed by the sheer information coming through the satellite office, James excuses himself and contacts the oncoming shift.

James checks the work schedule posted on the door inside the office and finds out who is to be the shift supervisor that morning.

MELISSA WHITE: (Phone rings and wakes her up) Hello?! (In a raspy voice)

JAMES GREEN: Melissa?! This is James Green.  I need you and your staff to come in right away.

MELISSA WHITE: W-What?  What are you talking about?  What’s going on?

JAMES GREEN: We have a situation that requires all hands on deck and I need you and your team to come in as soon as possible.  I will explain it all when you get here.

MELISSA WHITE: O-O-Okay.  I’ll be there as soon as I can.

JAMES GREEN: Thanks.  See you soon.

Almost immediately after speaking to Melissa, James calls his boss at his residence located in Fairfax, Virginia.

MICHAEL WINSTON: Hello? (Slightly confused to receive a phone call this early in the morning)

JAMES GREEN: Michael?  Sorry to be calling you so early, but I have a situation here that I think needs the attention of the board right away.

MICHAEL WINSTON: What do you have?

JAMES GREEN: We are experiencing something called a “data blackout” over the Pacific Ocean almost 1500 miles south of Hawaii.

MICHAEL WINSTON: Data blackout?  We haven’t experienced that in almost fifty years.  What’s causing this to happen?

JAMES GREEN: I don’t know exactly, but the strange thing is that the storm, which I believe it to be, is moving westward across the ocean raising water temperatures to near 80 degrees and climbing.  We know at that rate that sea life can’t survive with temperatures that hot.

MICHAEL WINSTON: Oh my God!!  When did this start?

JAMES GREEN: Sometime near 0500hrs this morning.  The Pacific Decadal Oscillation is being affected and so is the earth’s temperature.  I knew that the global temperature and weather was affected by all the gases and what the last war brought, but this is something that I don’t believe anyone saw coming.

MICHEAL WINSTON: Shit!! I need to alert someone immediately since the president is vacationing in Hawaii.  For sure the atmospheric pressure and weather stabilization in that area is being tossed around like a lottery balls.  How soon do you need me there?

JAMES GREEN: As soon as possible.  I’ve already contacted the next shift to come in early to assist us in dealing with this situation.

MICHAEL WINSTON: Good.  I will be there as quick as I can.  We don’t alert anyone outside of the circle that doesn’t need to know until we know what we are dealing with here.

JAMES GREEN: Yes sir.  I’ll keep you posted if anything changes before you arrive.

December 30, 2099 @ 00:20hrs (HAST) Hawaii – Presidential Vacationing Zone

President Black and his wife, Stephanie, just put their daughter, Lucy, to bed and while standing by the bed watching her sleep, they both place their arms around each other’s waist.  Stephanie leans her head on her husband’s shoulder smiling and whispers to him.

STEPHANIE BLACK: You did a great job explaining to her about life and death, honey.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Yeah? I explained to her the best way I knew how and easy for her to understand.

STEPHANIE BLACK: You did great.  I suppose she is at the age now where she wants to learn more about life, but from a kids perspective.

Strong winds bash against the house catching both of their attention, which appeared out of the blue.

PRESIDENT BLACK: What was that?

STEPHANIE BLACK: Sounds like the wind.

PRESIDENT BLACK: I don’t recall the weather reports saying anything about strong crosswinds.

As they continue to stand there listening to the winds outside blowing by the windows, they are interrupted by someone knocking on the bedroom door.


SECRET SERVICE: (Door opens) Mr. President. We have the vice president and chief of staff on the phone for you.  It’s urgent.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Okay, I’ll be there in a minute.

STEPHANIE BLACK: I’ll stay here with her and make sure she stays sleep.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Thanks honey.  (Kisses her and walks out)

The president walks out of Lucy’s room and sees the secret service agent standing at the end of the hallway holding a satellite phone.  He approaches the agent and grabs the phone.


VICE PRESIDENT: Mr. President.  I’m here with Eric Moore at the White House.

PRESIDENT BLACK: I’m assuming this is something that is urgent enough to call me this late.  Is it about the Russians again?

ERIC MOORE: Actually, it doesn’t involve any ally or adversary nation.  It has to deal with the weather forecasting.

PRESIDENT BLACK: You telling me that you interrupted me and my family for a weather forecasting problem?

VICE PRESDIENT: Not just any kind weather forecasting.  It’s kind of complicated to explain in simple terms, but at this point and time you should be experiencing strong winds coming from the south.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Yes, we are experiencing strong winds from the south.

ERIC MOORE: What about the beaches just outside? Anything unusual?

PRESIDENT BLACK: Unusual? Such as?

ERIC MOORE: Just have one of the agents go outside on the beach and see what they tell you.  We’ll wait.

President Black calls for a secret service agent to go outside and to conduct a security of the beach.  A few minutes pass and the agent returns to give the president news about what he found.

PRESIDENT BLACK: The agent just returned and told me about what he found outside on the beach.

VICE PRESIDENT: What was discovered?

PRESIDENT BLACK: About one-hundred to two-hundred dead fish were found washed up on shore and more keep coming.

ERIC MOORE: Mr. President, the fishes washing up on shore is related to a massive storm that is apparently forming nearly 1400 miles south of Hawaii.  The water temperatures in that area around Hawaii have risen up to nearly 70 degrees while waters down near the storm is nearly 80 degrees.  This conflict is causing the atmosphere to take a dramatic shift, which will affect the global weather system.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Oh God! What is going on with the storm?

VICE PRESIDENT: The storm as know now is continuing to grow, but no one knows what kind of damage it is causing since NOAA is experiencing a data blackout.

PRESIDENT BLACK: What is that?

ERIC MOORE: A data blackout is where the weather data can’t be sustained or gathered for a consistent amount of time.  The blackout is growing and even using the weather satellites shows images of a black hole forming in the atmosphere.  So with that being said we don’t know the information about the storm or any kind of specific data.

PRESIDENT BLACK: What does that mean for the United States?  How will we be affected by that phenomenon?

ERIC MOORE: We are not sure how this will affect us here, but I am sure that we will be affected somehow in the near future.  I recommend that you and the family arrive back here in Washington to manage this situation better.

PRESIDENT BLACK: (Long sigh) Okay, umm, keep me posted on what you find out about the storm.

VICE PRESIDENT: Yes, Mr. President.

Just as he was ending the phone call, Stephanie came out of the room with Lucy and saw her husband sitting at the dining room table bothered by something.  She walks up behind him and puts her hand on his shoulder to let him know that she is there.

STEPHANIE BLACK: Everything okay?

PRESIDENT BLACK: I just spoke Eric and Joseph and they were telling me about a storm that is raging out of control miles south of here.

STEPHANIE BLACK: Is it that important to call you this late?

PRESIDENT BLACK: To keep everything simple and understandable, the storm has raised the water temperatures to 70 degrees here and near 80 degrees in the area of the storm. 

STEPHANIE BLACK: How is that possible?

PRESIDENT BLACK: I don’t know, but it is causing the sea life to wash up on shore dead.

STEPHANIE BLACK: What? (Sounding surprised)

PRESIDENT BLACK: One agent found between one-hundred to two-hundred dead fish on the beach just outside with more washing up on shore.  We are about 1400 miles north of this storm and we are feeling the effects of it here.  They also want me to come back so we can better manage the situation in one room.  I’m sorry honey, but we will have to cut this short unfortunately.

Just as the president was getting up from the table to go with Stephanie to the bedroom, the phone rang again.  He stops and turns around to look at the phone as it was ringing.  She looks at him and he turns to her while the phone still rings, but picks it up.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Yes, this is the president.

ADMIRAL CHIEF OF STAFF: Mr. President, we have a situation.

PRESIDENT BLACK: What’s going on?

ADMIRAL CHIEF OF STAFF: We had a nuclear submarine located approximately 1400 due southwest of your location about an hour ago.  For the past ten minutes we have lost all contact and communications with the submarine.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Jeez! Which one?

ADMIRAL CHIEF OF STAFF: The U.S.S. Hercules.  Our most advanced submarine in the naval fleet.

PRESIDENT BLACK: Things are just getting worse by the minute here.  Do we have an AWAK plane in the area?

ADMIRAL CHIEF OF STAFF: I can check on that.  Why?

PRESIDENT BLACK: I want to know if loosing contact has to do with anything with the storm looming over the Pacific near the submarine.  Once you find out send it up and have them search the area for any signs of the submarine and more information about the storm.  Once you get that information about the storm send it immediately to NOAA to better assist them.


Hangs up the phone and places it on the table.  Silence hits the air for a minute before he turns to his wife and breaks the news.  Once hearing the news the whole situation begins to scare her to the point that their safety is her main concern.


(Blogsode III – October 20, 2014)

Next on “Digital Realm” – The president gets briefed by the Joint Chiefs; the next areas to be affected by the storm are announced; although NOAA struggles to obtain information about the storm they start tracking it backwards.

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(Reading Rated: Mature Audience)

Plot: A mysterious storm cell stirs in the atmosphere miles above the Pacific Ocean surface; the president of the United States is vacationing in Hawaii (Presidential Vacationing Zone) at the start of this “Data Blackout”.

The last time the United States did a nuclear test in the Pacific was sometime in 1962 on a remote, atoll island of Kiritimati, also known as Christmas Island.  In 1957, the British government, also tested a nuclear bomb prior to the United States conducting their own test years earlier.  Both incidents brought radiation poisoning to, not only the inhabitants, but also to the military personnel stationed on the island during those years of testing.  One could say that although the United States was using the island as a nuclear testing ground, a nuclear missile could be strategically placed there to threaten the Russians sovereignty during the Cold War.  Fortunately, as the years went on from that decade population has grown steadily on Christmas Island to just over five thousand today.

Today, Christmas Island is a tourist attraction that draws several hundred each year from around the world.  When you arrive at the island you don’t expect the world’s problem to follow you and expect an escape from reality in a way that would make you believe you was in an auxiliary world of Disneyland.  However, the inhabitants have been warning tourist for years about a situation, a world changing event, that all should be aware.  Barely a handful of tourist actually gave creed to what was being said by the inhabitants, while the rest just shrugged it off as if some native drunk was speaking out of its mind.  Soon, however, the rest of the world will also be listening, but it won’t be the inhabitants of Christmas Island speaking; to them it is the God of Life speaking to the whole world.

December 31, 2099 @ 04:30hrs (EST) NOAA Satellite Office in Bethesda, Maryland

Normally, on average, around this area this time during winter season the temperatures would hit somewhere around 60-70 degrees before plunging back into the 20-30’s.  However, since the last twenty years the global temperature has been out of whack and seasons are all out of schedule.  On this day the temperature would be forecasted to be somewhere in the high 80’s with extremely low humidity.  So with that forecast displayed to everyone, Jeremy Timms, didn’t expect anything different for the rest of the day.  Since the global seasons have been out of sorts not too long after World War III ended, which many blame for the life today, this satellite office has been having someone watching the global weather formations twenty-four hours a day to better understand the future of weather forecasting.

On this early morning, Jeremy was tasked to watch the satellite feeds of the global weather and report anything unusual on record for further examination by trained individuals.  Just minutes before 04:30hrs, Jeremy left his satellite station to go retrieve his food from his vehicle parked in the underground garage.  Almost immediately, after Jeremy left the room and closed the door behind him, the alarm went off indicating that weather information out in the Pacific has changed drastically.  Since Jeremy is working at the satellite office alone tonight, he is not yet aware of the alarm that has been going off.  The entire trip from the satellite office to the underground parking garage takes approximately 10 minutes round trip.  After grabbing his food, Jeremy receives a phone call on his cell phone from his ten year old daughter, Jalisa Timms.


JALISA TIMMS: Hi daddy! When are you coming home?

JEREMY TIMMS: I’ll be home shortly after 8:00am, honey.

JALISA TIMMS: Okay daddy. Can we have breakfast together when you get home?

JEREMY TIMMS:  Sure baby!  Daddy’s at work so I need to go, okay? Love you!

JALISA TIMMS: Love you too daddy!! 

Just before he ends the phone call with his daughter he comes out the elevator and around the corner towards the satellite office when he heard this faint beeping noise.  He suddenly stops and even slows or stops his breathing so he could focus his hearing on the beeping noise.  As he stands there in the middle of the hallway listening to the beeping noise everything around him goes silent just before he recognizes the noise.  He remembers hearing the noise when he was being trained on the system years earlier as an intern for NOAA.  Once he realizes what the noise is and where the alarm is coming from, he quickly puts his cell phone away and starts to run, picking up speed, towards the satellite office.

This was probably the fastest that Jeremy has run in his life since middle school, but his footwear was not meant to be made for running.  Just a few feet before reaching the office door, Jeremy loses his footing and falls forward striking the side of his head on the door knob.  As he was falling forward towards the door thoughts going through Jeremy’s mind was about his daughter and wife.  It was like somehow he knew that he would be in serious trouble during this fall.  However, he was quite surprised and stunned that he wasn’t knocked unconscious after the way the side of his head struck the metal door knob.  Although he didn’t hit himself hard enough to cause brain damage and concussion level dizziness, he didn’t escape the fall without a tattooing of a deep bruise and a slight penetration of the skin.

After a few minutes of getting himself together he is able to grab his door key and access the satellite office.  Once he enters the office the audible alarm noise is almost piercing to Jeremy’s ear since hitting his head.  Jeremy struggles to gain control of the situation and finds the button to silence the alarm and starts his investigation on what caused it.  He touches the side of his head and feels small droplets of blood coming from his wound.  Jeremy wipes the blood on his shirt so he doesn’t transfer the substance to the keyboard as he is typing.  Within a minute after sitting behind the main computer he is able to pull up weather data located in the Pacific just hundreds of miles west of Hawaii.

During his evaluation of the weather data being analyzed, he notices that a “data blackout” where weather data can’t either be collected or sustained, has emerged.  Jeremy continues to analyze the data and digs deeper to find that the Pacific Decadal Oscillation, related to the temperature surface of the Pacific Ocean, has skyrocketed to near triple digits.  While Jeremy is overwhelmed with this incoming data, the “data blackout” area is continuing to grow at a rapid pace.  For a quick moment Jeremy grabs his cell phone out of his pants pocket to contact the on duty meteorologist when he is distracted in mid-call when data comes back on the screen notifying him that the island of Kiritimati will be the first area affected by this raging storm.

December 30, 2099 @ 22:45hrs (HAST) in Hawaii – Presidential Vacation (Approximately 1337 miles north of Christmas Island – 328 degrees) 

The President of the United States, Vince Black, a Republican senator from the state of Minnesota, is sitting outside on a secured beach enjoying the strong breeze skipping off the ocean tides rolling in just in thought.  Suddenly, he feels this hand, with love and warmth; gently touch him on the right shoulder to get his attention.  He turns his head around and sees that it is his beautiful wife, with her athletic body being displayed in her red and black stripe sarong and her long blonde hair draped to one side, and her loving eyes staring at her husband.  He immediately smiles at her and stands up to meet her face to face so he can get a better look at her.  With very little Secret Service agents looking at them, they lock lips and French kiss each other like it is their first time out of their parents control and grasp.

Once they stop kissing each other his wife wraps her arms around her powerful husband with her head resting in his chest.  Hearing his heartbeat through his medium muscled chest she looks up at him and speaks to him about his daughter having questions.

FIRST LADY: Your daughter is asking about life and what happens when you die.

THE PRESIDENT: Really? (Chuckles). What have you told her so far?

FIRST LADY: All the good hearted people go to a place where there is no sickness and sadness.  That got her quiet for a few minutes and then we got on what happens to the bad people.

THE PRESIDENT: How did you answer that one?

FIRST LADY: Your daddy has the answer to that one. (Chuckles with her husband)

THE PRESIDENT: I’ll talk to her about the afterlife.  I suppose it is that time to bring her up to reality a little bit. 

The happy and bliss couple start walking towards their bungalow holding hands smiling from ear to ear.  As they enter through the back entrance, Lucy, their 6 year old daughter, is sitting on the floor, Indian style, coloring in her picture book.  The president stops and releases a sigh as to get himself ready for a life and death talk with his daughter and hoping he can help her make sense of what happens at the end.  He walks over to her, while his wife stands by the rear entrance watching, and sits on the floor with Lucy watching her coloring a flower.

THE PRESIDENT: Hey, honey?  Did you have questions about what happens to good and bad people when they die?

LUCY BLACK: Yes. (Minute pause) What happens when you die?

THE PRESIDENT: Well, when you die in this life you have another life to go to, which is called the afterlife.

LUCY BLACK: What happens to the good and bad people?

THE PRESIDENT: Remember when I said that if your heart is good and your soul is saved with God?

LUCY BLACK: Yes.  I remember.

THE PRESIDENT: As long as your soul is with God and you believe in Him then you will be in Heaven with him for eternity.  Some people you don’t know about because sometimes it’s not meant for you to know about them.  With bad people they can go to Heaven too if they believe and repent for their sins.

LUCY BLACK: Okay I get it now.  You just pray for people and you leave them in God’s hand?

THE PRESIDENT: Yes sweetie.  Just leave them in God’s hand.

Once the conversation with his daughter is over, he turns his head and looks at his wife with relief that it went well.

December 31, 2099 @ 23:59hrs (LINT) – Christmas Island (New Year’s Eve)

While the inhabitants are preparing themselves for the next day, which to them is just another business day, there is a celebration going on in the tourism portion of the island.  Everyone is having a good time drinking and eating the night away and excited about bringing in the New Year on a resort island.  Suddenly, the excitement and euphoria turns quickly to a sense of survival and desperation when the weather drastically changes.  All the standing torches start blowing violently with the wind and certain clothing items are taken with the hurricane like winds.  This alarms everyone that a hurricane is coming directly over top of them and that is when panic starts to settle in within the tourism arena.  The inhabitants on the island are also confused about what is happening as the storm rages violently above them with winds getting stronger and stronger.

Soon the inhabitants and tourist alike started running for cover when the winds were strong and hard enough to start tossing island structures and making missiles out of tree branches and fruit.  With everything getting tossed and thrown around very little cover could be sought, but almost as quickly as the storm started is when the situation turned for the worse.  High voltages of lightning started to strike the island and set things on fire immediately, which started to spread like wildfire in the California dry lands.  The ratio of the lightning strikes was nearly one every three seconds.  As the fires started to spread throughout the island, the only way to escape the island, by plane, was not an option.

The noise level of the storm and the lightning strikes created such a loud unbearable decibel, that many eardrums were blown out and that alone killed people.  If the noise didn’t end your life, many were killed by being swept up into the storm and out to see, impaled by flying object traveling at triple digit speeds or burned to death by the spreading island fires.  Those that were not injured by either of those situations were then forced to deal with the storm the best way they can.  Many of the tourist and inhabitants ran for higher ground to escape the extremely high tides and massive floods, but that only exposed them to high intensity lightning strikes.  One tourist, while racing to high ground, noticed that no rain is present during the storm, but that thought would be quickly diminished when all those fleeing to high ground became the first victims of the deadly lightning strikes.  With the storm making its way westward across the Pacific Ocean and the ocean surface warming up to extremely alarming levels, sea life starts to wash on shore and float in the uninhabitable sea.

December 31, 2099 @ 0510hrs (EST) – NOAA Satellite Office in Bethesda, Maryland

While Jeremy was sitting at the main station, still analyzing data, he gets a buzz at the office door, which he notices it is the on-call meteorologist.  He opens the door, James Green, rushes in past him barely saying a word.

JAMES GREEN: Hi Jeremy.  What do you have here?

JEREMY TIMMS: Welcome James.  What I have here is something that we are in need to know?

Jeremy starts typing and bringing up the data that he has been analyzing for the past half-hour.  When James sees the data on the screen in front of him, he is absolutely astonished of the “data blackout” he is looking at.  He then told Jeremy to pull up the world map with emphases on the Pacific Decadal Oscillation area.  After the map is pulled up on the big screen adjacent to the computer where Jeremy is sitting, James rushes over and notices a black spec miles south of Hawaii.  He then request Jeremy to put the map in digital motion to track the “data blackout”.  When the map is put into the digital motion to track the “data blackout”, James sees that the black spec he noticed in the previous screen is growing at an alarming rate.

JAMES GREEN: Jeremy? You told me that the computer model showed you that an island south of Hawaii was in the way of this “data blackout”, which I believe is probably a storm.  What was that island again?

JEREMY TIMMS: The island of Kiritimati, which is also known as Christmas Island is in the path of the “data blackout”.

JAMES GREEN: Jeremy? (Long sigh) I think this is a massive storm that is looming over the Pacific Ocean, which is also causing the surface waters to rise near 80 degrees.  Sea life in those temperatures won’t survive and that means all hell is about to break loose.


(Next Blogsode: October 13, 2014)

Blogsode II/Season I Preview – The president of the United States is informed of the massive storm miles south of his vacationing spot; NOAA tracks the storm and begins to find out the true data behind the “data blackout”.


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Bowman's orchard

This year at the apple orchard the apples were humongous. Bowman’s Orchard in Saratoga County, New York had great crops this year! Juicy and sweet! My favorite time of year!

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