Death Stranding Novels & Stories

No clue. “I’ll bet they found him,” I whispered. “I’ll bet he took off to make them think we were still in the car with him.” “That would make sense. But we have a big problem now,” he replied. “Hoot’s gone, and we have no idea where to go from here?” I said. “Yes. That and Hoot has my money.” He locked eyes with me. My jaw dropped. “Oh my God. We’re stranded.” “I’ve still got my bank card, but I wouldn’t be surprised if my grandfather found a way to shut it down,” he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “And if I use it, it’ll flag our location.”

The ocean roared in, a wall of black death that swallowed the central pillar and the screaming old man in a single, violent gulp. Dante slammed the pod door shut and hit the launch sequence. The pod was ejected from the seafloor like a bullet, the G-force slamming them into the padded walls. As they rose through the lightless depths, the Nadir imploded below them, a final, muffled thud in the dark. The pod broke the surface of the North Sea just as the first light of dawn touched the horizon. The water was calm now, the fire of The Apex and the ruin of the Nadir hidden beneath the waves.