President Silva Howell, stared at his aides in astonishment.

"What do you mean gone? Communication doesn't just dissapear! How does an entire world go missing?"

The Howell stared at his cabinet, who all looked as confused and dismayed as he felt. Surely there was a cruel joke being played.

"Do we even have connections to our satellites?"

"....no sir." His aide, Jackson Graham, spoke up nervously.

"SOMEONE GET ME A DAMN REPORT ON EVERYTHING THEN!" he yelled, infuriated by his lack of power in a powerful seat.

"Well, our military assets, seem to have been... Moved? As in all of our foreign and all of our mainland assets have been moved to various, seemingly random positions across our country, with the exception on our naval fleet, it has been all dumped together in one place, off the coast of California. That caused quite a... Mess."

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Howell sighed, that would be another sleepless night as the commander in chief.

"What about the people?"

"The people have been stirred up, like a hornets nest poked by a child. They have been demanding answers, and fear is spreading faster then a virus. The media is fueling these flames, spreading fear and rumors and we fear we may need to take a tighter hold on the people then we wish."

"Get someone to work on controlling the media." Howell waved his hand, and a woman scurried out of the room, to follow his word.

A thought popped into his head. "What do our astrologers say?"

"Excuse me sir?"

"What do the stars look like?"

A moment of silence washed over the cabinet as the man made a phone call.

After minute he went pale.

"The sky is wrong. The stars are unrecognizable. We can't see our beloved Moon."

Silence and abject terror washed over every single man and woman In that room. It was overpowering.

Finally the president spoke, his voice shaky.

"We must ensure peace. We shall do what we must to keep every man and woman safe. I swear to whatever God is out there; I shall protect the people and the nation.

On July 4th, American was roughly scooped out of her home and dumped into a foreign land. It was a fledgling lion just out of its mother's womb. It was scared, alone but most importantly it was armed to the teeth.

A monster has been unleashed on the poor land.