Deep within the Presidential bunker, somewhere undisclosed in the State of Delaware, President Roosevelt clutched the edge of his seat as his skin paled beyond normal means.
What remained of his most loyal generals, cabinet members, and advisors stood in silence, their presence heavy, almost funereal.
Half of the states had announced secession, with multiple coalitions forming in the process.
While he had succeeded, at least temporarily, in forming a bulwark against the looming threat of total fracture, the United States now existed in an uncomfortable limbo.
Secessionist unions fought one another as much as they attempted to break the wall that kept the old American government alive, lingering, diminished, but still breathing.
However, the worst of it all was not domestic.
With the aid of their Asian allies, the Germans had launched an invasion of Guam during the week leading up to Christmas.
The invasion was swift, brutal, and total.
