John's New Place, Book 1 - Disaster in a Jar

A Glimpse into John's New Place

He rolled onto his back and stared at the stars through the porthole. They were bright tonight as if the sky had been polished clean. How did a sinkhole of that size appear in such a short space of time—picturing an entire city sinking underwater was like watching a dystopian movie playing out in his head. Where was the hero? Who was going to save the city dwellers before they sank with it? Or would he wake in the morning to find the world unchanged?

Birds sang from the foliage above the shore. He heard the gentle hum of the crickets, the occasional pop of a walleye or perch coming to the surface of the lake for food, rodents or squirrels rustling amongst the trees and bushes, snapping fragile twigs as they scampered away. His eyes closed. The birds and wild animals would be the first to leave if they sensed danger. The fish would be clinging to the lakebed, waiting for it to pass. He was going to wake in the morning, and everything would be fine...