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"Lyra, your sister brought a man back!" I groggily opened my eyes as Jade Black grabbed my wrist and dragged me outside. Bitter wind and snow hit my face, making it impossible to keep my eyes open. Ever since the frozen apocalypse a hundred years ago, Earth had entered an ice age, and wind and snow had become the norm. Most of the world was covered in ice and snow, resources were scarce, and terrible blizzards occurred from time to time. Our serpent clan had migrated several times to survive, and the entire clan had finally settled in this barren wasteland.

Dante doesn't want to leave me and a part of me wants him to stay. It is almost sunrise and I can't sleep after my brush with death. On the side table next to the bed are little appetizers and candies, my favorite sweets. Cow livers. I stick a fork in them and suck the blood out, slowly turning them grey, but their blood is nothing close to Ray's. Nothing compares to Ray.

Diana said, "Absolutely right it is. It's like a shady young adult novel. I'm amazed the scientist doesn't have an unkempt, raggedy mustache to twist with his fingertips while he mocks us." Peter, Ricky, and I all burst out laughing. I've read a large number of young adult fiction over the seasons, and it does seem like a comparable example at the moment. A bunch of young people joined together to withstand the zombie outbreak as well as the collapse of civilization, despite the fact that most of us were exactly the sort of individuals who would be the ones to die first if it occurred in real life. Furthermore, there seems to be no lack of relationships that were comparatively easier off not

"The year is 3557. Sooner or later it would have to happen. Our Sun has increased dramatically in size, destroying the surface of the planet Earth city and almost all life, and then it began to decrease sharply, lowering the temperature of the planet to -120 Kelvin. Those who survived called the Apocalypse a "Cryogenic explosion," and some of the survivors proclaimed themselves a tribe of " Born in darkness." I am one of the few embroiderers who have become part of this tribe. We started living underground in a city we built called "shelter," and due to the lack of sunlight, we developed white skin pigmentation and new diseases. Not only have we changed our appearance, but our DNA has change

Callie's eyes widened in incredulity. "The apocalypse?" "Armageddon, Ragnarok, and whatever you want to call it." "And two ghosts–" He corrected. "Witnesses." "–are a sign that the world is going to end?" "It’s the first sign. There will be others." "Like?" "War, famine, plague, death," he listed off. "The Four Horsemen of the apocalypse will come and wreak havoc while we’re powerless to stop it."

He approached Shawn and whisper to his ear, “This is how simple my advice for you, just make sure you don’t die, or else, I will be the one who will kill you whether you’re in hell or heaven.” “W-what do you mean?” his nervousness started to cripple his body. He sighed in frustration, "It seems that I have no choice but to tell you," he walked towards him, "Chaos and destruction are on their way to hunt you so you need to prepare for what's coming. Always remember that you are the key." Shawn shakes his head in disagreement, "I don't understand what you're talking about. You must be mistaken." The man smiled again at him, “You’ll know soon enough, but it’s time for me to go so I’ll see you a

I rubbed my forehead gently, feeling a little throbbing in my head that made me a little dizzy. I could barely tell if it was day or night as I gazed out the window. But each day was dragging me closer to the apocalypse. And as strong as I felt, even with better vision that I could see people walking from kilometres away, I didn't know if I was ready for it. If I was going to not only survive the apocalypse but also take in survivors who would have nowhere else to go. With a sigh, I was about to make my way downstairs when a crazy thought clicked in my head and my lips curled into a smile.

“That place was basically destroyed by the former gods who ruled the Sector One planet because Planet Five’s abilities were too low.” Vera looked at her like her whole world had collapsed under her feet. So that apocalypse had been their doing. But how is it possible, she read this book back on Earth and it never mentioned anything like that. The poisoned sky, the dead walking, the broken earth, the endless survival, all of it came from this place. But how had she survived? How had she ended up here? If what Belinda said was true, and if Vera compared the timing, then she had traveled two thousand years into the future inside some crazy book that had treated her world like background damage.

A small flashing red warning box was pulsing against the dark background. ​ALERT: LOCAL PRESSURE ANOMALY DETECTED. ATMOSPHERIC BREAKDOWN TIMELINE EXPECTED WITHIN 48 HOURS. ​Vivian's heart stopped. Forty-eight hours? In her memories of the apocalypse, the global systems didn't collapse this early. The timeline was violently shifting. ​"The core pressure is dropping too fast," Julian muttered, his eyes narrowing at the raw data. "The atmospheric models your father left you are already out of date, Vivian. The sky is going to open up before the weekend."