For the two couples on the boat it felt like a vacation. It looked like a vacation. Heck, it even smelled like a vacation- but it was an elaborate trap.

To tip the scales in an ancient war, the plan demanded that at least one of the humans be sacrificed. If successful, this operation would reach through time, alter children, and alienate grandchildren-forever. They were betting everything to change the unrealized destiny of this family- by destroying their hope.

Is destruction, chaos, hatred, and hopelessness always the byproduct of the fog of war? The enemy is counting on it. When worlds collide, surviving the havoc depends on connection, guidance, resilience, and adaptability. Is it too late to wake up and change once the battle is underway?

The fate of millions depends on the answer.