When Jeff's ex-wife disappears right before his eyes on a beach in Jamaica, along with the Voodoo priest, he remembers what his mom had said so many years before. "One day, Mr. Know-it-All, somebody's gonna disappear right before your eyes. Then you'll know. Yes, you will. I hope it's not too late. Yessir. Jesus said, yes he did, two ladies will be in a field and one will disappear." The disappearance is odd, but the number of those disappearing is odder. Thirty million and counting. Manhattan's recovery is slow after the nuclear blast; and there is no Wall Street, other than cinders and ash. ATMs worldwide are out of service. Existing and new diseases are spread throughout the world, mosquitos, fleas, and bats at the ready. Jeff thinks because of his newfound belief in God everything will be hunky-dory. Wrong. The saga continues as biblical prediction after prediction comes true in the world's newspapers, media, and Hollywood. Most had not thought the story was true. Now, what were they going to do? Just like all the people who thought Noah was an old fool, it started raining.