"No," Jack says, looking a little hang-dog. "We had a bit of warning last time. The convoy stopped at an old radio station and it broadcast ahead of time that it was coming. The convoy radio also broadcast it. But I do not think we can always count on that, either." He is concerned. He has people who can stop him, he knows, but they aren't always with him.

He looks up, in the direction of the broken moon, just barely visible through the open garage doors. "We think it is tied to the moon. The changes everyone else goes through, not just us. There was some kind of, I don't know, cult I think? We only have a few pieces of information but they all talk about changes related to the moon breaking."