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every Sunday for years. He had not become a rebel as Judd did when he became a teenager. Rather, he
had pretended all along to be a Christian. It was his and his uncle andr├й's secret. They were not really
Christians.

Those oldest three kids realized their tragic mistake immediately when the vanishings had taken place. In
the midst of chaos, as cars crashed, planes fell from the sky, ships collided and sank, houses burned, and
peo-ple panicked, they had to admit they had been wrong--- as wrong as people could be. They were
glad to find out there was a sec-ond chance for them, that they could still come to Christ. But though that
gave them the assurance that they would one day see God and be reunited with their families, it didn't
keep them from grieving over the loss of their loved ones. They were alone in the world until they had
discovered each other and Bruce Barnes, the visitation pastor at New Hope Village Church who had
agreed to help teach them the Bible. He had given them each a Bible and invited them to the first Sunday
service following the disappear-ances, which the Bible called the Rapture.

But Ryan Daley was still a holdout. He was scared. He was sad. He was angry. And while he had been
hanging with Lionel since they had met, Lionel made him feel like a wimp. Well, he didn't justfeel like
one. Hewas one. Lionel seemed brave. He confronted his uncle's enemies, he had been to the morgue to
try to identify his uncle's body, and he had gone into Ryan's house after a burglary. Ryan couldn't force
himself to do any of that stuff, and it made him feel terrible.

Judd had invited everybody to live at his place. Vicki didn't have any choice after her trailer had burned
to the ground. Some of Lionel's uncle andr├й's "associates" had virtu-ally taken over Lionel's place, so he
needed somewhere to crash too. Ryan could have stayed at his own house and Lionel would have stayed
there with him, but Ryan couldn't make himself go inside. There were too many scary memories. It had
been just him and his parents in that house, and now they were dead. And then there had been the
burglary, so he wasn't about to set foot in the place. Lionel could make fun of him all he wanted, but
Ryan was glad to take Judd up on his offer.
Judd's family had clearly been the wealthi-est of the four. His house was a huge man-sion. Well, almost a
mansion. There were bigger and nicer homes around, but not many. In Judd's house, each kid could have
his own bedroom and lots of privacy.

No one knew what the future held, at least among the kids. Bruce Barnes sure seemed to know. He had
made it his business to become a student of Bible prophecy and must have been spending almost every
spare minute buried in the Bible and reference books. He told the kids that it was time to be on the
lookout for a man the Bible called the Antichrist. "He will come offering peace and harmony, and many
people will be fooled, thinking he's a good man with their best interests at heart. He will make some sort
of an agreement with the nation of Israel, but it will be a lie. The signing of that agreement will signal the
beginning of the last seven years of tribulation before Christ returns again to set up his thousand-year
kingdom on earth."

Bruce explained the Tribulation as a period of suffering for all the people of the world, more suffering
even than they had endured when millions of people had disappeared all at the same time. Bruce
promised to teach the kids all of the judgments that would come from heaven during those seven years,
some twenty-one of them in three series of seven.

Judd had called the kids together one evening after they had all received their Bibles from Bruce. "I'm
not trying to be the boss or anything," he began, "but I am the oldest and this is my house, and so there
are going to be some rules. To stay in this house, we all have to agree to watch out for each other. Let
each other know where you are all the time so we don't worry about you. Don't do anything stupid like
getting in trouble, breaking the law, staying out all night, that kind of stuff. And I think we all ought to be