All Sara Redding ever wanted was to be a stay-at-home mom: love her husband, raise her kids, and scream her lungs out at their soccer games. And she did. She was happy, and she was good at it, until… it was all gone. Not just the dream and her husband… America was gone. It was no surprise when the wars began. The powers that be had taken great pains to stoke the fires of division and hatred among the once free people of the no longer United States, and thereby strip all liberty, citing the people were no longer fit to think for themselves. It was chaos. There were no battle lines, just people fueled by both fear and anger taking whatever they felt was their right, or necessary to survive. Violence erupted almost simultaneously in cities all across the country. D.C. was set ablaze, sending the government into hiding. People took matters into their own hands, defending their homes and families or fleeing into the countryside and wilderness. Martial Law was enacted, but most of the military had already deserted out of necessity to protect their own. Within days, what military was left was forced to pull back as city after city fell to the violence. But this was only the beginning… Living in the middle of nowhere, Minnesota, had kept them out of the troubles for the most part. They were a few of the lucky ones, able to fend for themselves, that is, until the Chinese military rolled up. Without warning, everything in their simple world went sideways. Shivering in a damp ditch, cradling is father’s quivering body, 17-year-old Aaron Redding is the only one to hear his father’s final gasp, “Keep them safe…”