Crash! When the shrill alarm startled Willard Jenkins out of his sleep, he jumped from his beer-stained armchair, flailing arms knocking over a lamp. The TV continued to produce a series of beeps and sirens. A monotone voice interrupted the cacophony, stating: “This is the Emergency Alert System…” “Gosh dang it!” Willard collected the lamp…
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