No One Knows How Far It Goes Novels & Stories

Faced with everyone's questions, Victor could only shake his head. His expression turned heavy and uncertain. "It could be ten years. Twenty. Maybe fifty or sixty. No one knows when it'll end." The mood, which had been light just moments ago, sank all at once. It felt like something pressing down on their chests. Nicole broke the silence. "This deep freeze we're dealing with, is it happening everywhere?"

I just didn’t know yet… …how deep the darkness truly went.

On the chosen night, under clear sky thick with stars, the transmission began. No surge. No flare. Just a gradual outward ripple. Complex. Non-repetitive. Impossible to reduce into singular pattern. Serik stood beside Mara as it expanded beyond atmosphere. “Do you think it will matter?” he asked quietly. “I don’t know.” Above them, the stars remained distant and silent. The signal drifted outward at light speed. No immediate response. No acknowledgment. Only vast space swallowing their offering. Days passed. Nothing. Weeks. Still nothing. The anomaly’s trajectory continued outward, beyond detectable range.

I reached. There was nothing there. Not muted. Not distant. Gone.

And I don't know what I'm going to do about it. #

Could it be that she knew this terrible secret and never told me? I don’t know. At this point, I don’t want to know. Reach the other side. There’s a dirt road that leads to nowhere and comes from nowhere. I look about with no interest. At this point I don’t care where he’s taking me. I’m just hoping that it’s far away from Max and his people. He walks about anxiously for a little bit with his hands on his hips. I wonder what he’s waiting for. I don’t ask. Ten full minutes pass. Then another. We’re still waiting and he’s growing more anxious with each passing second.

I do not know what. I only know it hurts. And far away, something important is gone.

He does a better job at hiding his tiredness and pain than I do, but it's still evident all over his body, especially in his worn-out eyes. I let go of the tree and drag myself to keep up, "Well how do you know that? How do you know how far we have to go? We could...we could be wandering here all night, for days, even. What if we don't make it? What if we don't make it to the ro—"

One name. Unknown Number: You can’t hide forever.