CHAPTER 5
“The violence is escalating fast. Looters and… damn it! People are killing one another.” Chaco took the binoculars from his eyes and handed them to Russell. The Sun had set and the air had finally cooled, relieving the summer heat, but the increase in gunfire, the killings fueled by panic, and the blush from buildings on fire in the town below put the Salvadoran on edge. It has only been a short while since the CMEs hit. How can civilization have broken down so completely? He knew what would come next. “At least we don’t have to confront a chupacabra, right?”
“What in the hell is that?” Russell asked.
“A supernatural blood-sucking beast. My grandmother told me the stories, and as a boy, those tales scared the crap out of me, and still do. The only real things that frighten me
