"The barometric pressure is falling past critical parameters."
The synthetic voice of the bunker artificial intelligence echoed through the warm command center.
Malcolm sat in his plush leather chair. He lowered his ceramic mug of hot espresso. He tapped a glass key on the primary control console.
"Define critical parameters," Malcolm ordered the system.
"Atmospheric models predict an imminent localized weather anomaly," the artificial intelligence reported. "A Class Five super blizzard is entering the Brighthaven sector."
Malcolm leaned forward and looked at the digital radar monitor. A massive swirling mass of dark red and purple pixels covered the entire regional map. The storm system was vast and moving rapidly toward the city center.
"What are the projected sustained wind speeds
