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When Thomas switched the spotlight on he didn't expect the flurry of snow. After all, it was July and it shouldn't be dark at 1:30 pm, should it?

He just remembered, vaguely, the static emitting from what was left of the TV. He reached for his cellphone . . .

Thomas' last thought was how white his Christmas was

The mushroom cloud was a sight to behold . . .

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