Chapter 5: All Hell is breaking loose
Downtown Porsmith was a mess. Cars crashed everywhere. The high skyscrapers reflected the panicky mood everyone was in. Sarah spoke to Harry.
" Harry," she said, " Turn on the radio, see what all the traffic and crashes are from."
" Good idea, while I do that you take care of the baby, he won't stop crying!"
Harry turned on the radio and cranked up the volume to drown out the baby crying.
The DJ spoke, "Today is not a good day to be on the road folks..." he paused, "This is DJ Mad Marvin, and well things are not looking so good in Portsmith today. Here is the news with Amy Brown."
Another voice filled the radio, " The time is 8:00 A.M. At 6:00 A.M. this morning all automobiles auto-pilot malfunctioned due to a 'slip space rupture' believed to be caused by a UNSC military carrier vessel that jumped in to close to our planet. We have no more info at this time, now for the traffic report..."
Harry clicked the radio off. All the cars in front of him suddenly started crashing into guard-rails and hitting the toll-booth up ahead.
" Damn!" Harry yelled as the steering wheel started jerking around, " Auto-Pilot is dead!"
Sarah got back into her seat and strapped herself in. The roar of Herron Helicopters/ space ships exiting into the atmosphere made a deafening roar. Thousands of ships carrying Armored Jeeps with 20mm guns and Goliath Main battle tanks flew overhead towards the heart of Portsmith. One hovered over the tool booth and a voice came from it.
" Attention citizens of Portsmith! Auto-Pilot is no longer safe. Drive cars manually. There is nothing to fear. All citizens meet at Portsmith stadium."
Sarah spoke over the baby's crying, " You hear that?"
Harry nodded, " What the hell is going on?"
Sarah shrugged, " I have no idea."