LaKeisha Andrews thought she and her husband were moving into an ordinary, dull, tiny Michigan town. But, as she learned more, the weirder the town became. Little did she know that her move -- and her baby -- would prevent the upcoming apocalypse. Excerpt: "The town is doomed," The Oracle intoned. He looked around. "Where's Hiram?" "Out of town," Lazarus said. "Vacation. And you know he's got that case coming up." "Oh," the Oracle said. "I had forgotten. Anyway," he continued in a melancholy tone, "the town is doomed." Joanne Long looked at the television, flickering in one corner, then went back to her knitting. She looked as neatly pressed as she usually did, not like she had just gotten out of bed. "I think that you've been watching too many scary movies, honey." She settled back into her chair. "No," the Oracle said. "Infomercials. That's when I get my best revelations." "And the revelation you got while watching a commercial about knives," Daniel Summers said, rubbing his eyes, "was that the town is doomed." "The town is going to be destroyed in a ball of fire," the Oracle said. "And a baby will be our salvation." Cover art by Sherlock