Space Survival Novels & Stories

The extreme cold and the They had conserved vacuum at the moment when life conservation failed. Your Skin was pale as alabaster, on her eyelashes was finer, glittering frost. Silas approached the central console. He solved the magnetization of his boots to float over the deck, and considered that Terminal. “They are suffocated,” Silas whispered quietly. “They have manual life conservation shut down. Look at this... the physical switches for the oxygen circuit are all placed on OFF.” “Why should a crew commit suicide?” asked Nova and sampled

They waited patiently as they heard two or three helicopters sounds . " They might found something weird about the floor yesterday ." Elina looks at her husband that busy taking off the metal's and iron rods also the metals door from the four rooms glass walls . " It's find ... if they are from the military base then we will follow them . Take out few food ingredients with few bags . Don't let them knew you have any ability. It's dangerous . " " I know hubby ." From the novel they read few days ago , the most risk person in this apocalypse world is those who had space ability. So pretending not to have the space is the best way for them right now .

~Yeah, it’s a bit depressing but I’ve only been focused on surviving. “Wait, then what about the bath?” ~Hygiene.~ “Salts?” ~Drying food.~ “Umm… the beds!” ~To prevent body sores.~ “The elevator??” ~Shortens time.~ “So everything you’ve made was for the purpose of survival?” David nods. ~I prioritized survival and everything else was secondary.~ “Oh, goddess… you’ve had a miserable time!” David scrunches his face. ~I already told you this.~

"No. I was looking at all the jewellery. Didn't know you had a stash like that." "It's not a stash. I just like nice things, and with nice things comes complicated codes." Russell wrapped his arms around me, then kissed my neck. "Got to protect your valuables." He said after. Yes, I'm glad that your stupid friends didn't know about this little secret space. And I'm glad that the code changes every day, and was sent to my phone, which was only accessible by my thumb print. So if your friends just happens to come here without my permission, they can't get in and if they get in my phone will get an alert that they had opened the door and would automatically lock if I don't confirm it.

Many spoke no English and had no skills beyond sailing. Thus abandoned, they’d cobbled together their makeshift shelters, with no fresh water, no sanitary facilities, little heat and little comfort. Drinking water had to be hauled in from a public pump located blocks away and firewood scrounged from nearby buildings and trash heaps. Though many attempted to grow crops, in the polluted ground, not much survived, leaving them dependent on the city’s poverty relief program, the Salvation Army, and the charity of nearby churches. “Andrew?” Evelyn squeezed his hand to get his attention. “What are you thinking about?”

Chapter Seven Hello!" Helena knocked on the door to the cabin, looking around, she found no sign of life. "C'mon, I think this is a bad idea babe, let's get back to the rest." Larry was freaking out but he had to keep his cool. He just had to if his girlfriend is all cool with it. "Larry stop being a chicken and shut up will ya. I don't think anyone's living in this dump. I mean who would be living in a forest, no electricity, obviously no internet connection." Helena knocked on the door once more, to be sure.

​The word liquefaction echoed through the sterile, metal-clad staging bay like a death knell. ​"The internal core temperature of the pods is climbing by two degrees every sixty seconds," Evelyn shouted, her fingers flying across her navigation tablet as she tried to force a software override. "Vivian, the automated revival sequence is hardcoded into the hub’s mantle grid! It thinks the surface conditions are optimal because we bypassed the perimeter gates with the vanguard key. It’s flooding the cellular chambers with ambient heat!"

[Mission will increase for your chances of survival] [Ignoring mission may lead to penalties.] [Rewards including, skills, storage space, weapon and ability] " And what kind of mission is that? “ [You will get to know when the times come] Seraphina didn't trust it. " I survived without you before and I can still do this same this time,” [Incorrect…] "Huh?“ [Without this system, host has 2.5% of survival] She goes silent. "2.5% of survival, doesn't that mean I'm good as dead? “

Without the Network the oxygen will be gone in ten minutes. Maya gripped Bensons hand. We found the Life-Support center. We will survive. Vane smiled. His face moved like silver. The center does not make air Maya. It takes it from the pods.. Since you opened all the pods... There is not enough air for everyone. There is air for two people to live for fifty years... Or for a million people to live for one minute. Maya looked back at the thousands of people behind her. She saw children holding their mothers hands. She saw old men looking at the sky for the time.

She pulled up data on screens throughout the hall. "The freeze killed 99.9975% of humanity. The survivors face ongoing climate instability, radiation from damaged infrastructure, hostile environments that will kill millions more unless we adapt. My research created genetic modifications that allow humans to survive minus-sixty temperatures. Neural enhancements that improve cognitive function under extreme stress. Radiation tolerance that prevents cancer in contaminated zones. This knowledge will save lives. Thousands of lives. Maybe millions." "At the cost of twenty-three tortured subjects and twenty dead," Sarah countered.