"How many intruders do you see?" "There are three." "Are they armed?" "Yes, two of them have guns." "Just stay calm, Gillian."

Slowly the once-great people of Grum Wyrm began to go mad. As they lost their foothold in the world, they began to turn on each other. M

Sandy could see out over the city from her perch on top of the Four Winds Communication Telephone pole. Her unobstructed view allowed her...