And Then There Were None Novels & Stories

"...don't come out..." The transmission dissolved into noise. Then one final sentence broke through. "They're waiting..." The signal went dead.

"There's no one in this world who wants him dead more than I do." Everett went still.

Please Then the world went black.

Then, nothing. *

The Sasha who lived for his approval was no more. I met his gaze, my eyes reflecting no hate or longing. All that was left was the quiet peace of the dust settling. “I hope you find happiness.” Before Allen could say anything more, I turned away to walk out of the tent. The blizzard outside rushed in, sweeping along the North’s untamed liberty. Without hesitation, I stepped into the solid and wide realm that belonged to Alison.

"Seraphine, next time, don't let me find you first." As the villa collapsed, cracks spread through the entire world. The sky shattered like a broken mirror, peeling away in fragments and revealing the black streams of code beneath it. The ground gave way, and mountains and rivers dissolved into streams of meaningless data. Caspian, Thalia, and everyone else in that world turned into scattered points of light in an instant, dissolving into the void. The world collapsed. "I'm sorry, Seraphine. As compensation, I will still give you the promised reward," the system said.

"Fran, midnight has arrived. You just need to die in this world, and you can go back." I picked up a sharp piece of glass and raised my hand, dragging the jagged edge across my artery. Finally, I was leaving this world where no one loved me. Everything was finally going to end.

The Third Crown pulsed. Truth. Warning. Danger. Every instinct inside him screamed. The thing beyond the crack was real. Worse. It was coming. A deep tremor rolled through the city. BOOM. Several buildings vanished instantly. Not collapsed. Not destroyed. Erased. Silver dust scattered through the air. The echoes nearest the destruction disappeared with them. One second they stood there. The next they were gone. Like they had never existed at all. The old woman lowered her gaze. "Our time is ending."

The mechanical zip-zip-zip of the plastic teeth catching was the only sound in the room, a sharp, clinical punctuation to the end of their curated lives. "Sophie, Sienna, Stacy," Silas said, his voice dropping into the deep, final silence of the canyon. "The signal is dead. The show is canceled. Now, we find out what’s left of you when there’s no one left to watch." He moved forward, and the shadows of the library swallowed the last of the plastic dynasty, leaving only the sound of the wind through the broken glass to tell the story.

"Please. Just hold on" Then there was nothing.