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July 29, 2012

It has been a week since the strangers showed up outside the Cathedral, and on Sunday morning, you head downstairs to the Gathering and see Tom and Mindy looking over a letter on the table. When you step close, Tom turns the letter which looks like an unrolled piece of parchment with heavy black lettering.

You have one week to give us your food and supplies or we will take it by force. You cannot stop us. Your only choice is to give us what we want. All of you will die if you ignore these demands.

Tom turns and walks out of the room without a word. Mindy paces to the stove and back.

"Might as well head back to my office and work on plans for what may be our short future."