Surviving Disaster Extreme Cold Ch 1 Novels & Stories

Cold-protection supplies like down jackets, blankets, and sleeping bags were on my priority list as well. In my previous life, it began raining heavily in the second month after the zombie outbreak. In the third month, the temperature had dropped rapidly, paving the way to a three-month blizzard that terrorized the world. The abnormal weather ended up killing a ton of survivors. If we were to polish off our food supplies during the harsh winter, we'd still have to venture out to look for supplies. Now that I was done buying the cold-protection supplies, the next thing on my checklist was fuel. Fuel was essential for survival during the harsh winter, seeing as the power supply was already cut

Her calls eventually turned into ones for Dominic. I had already killed my first mate today causing what little bit of me I was still holding onto to shatter. And now this. Could I even break more? Was it even possible? I felt warmth embrace me but I couldn't register who it was or what was going on anymore. I closed my eyes and let the darkness take over me. I never wanted to open my eyes again. I was done, I had enough. I didn't want to hurt or fall apart anymore. I wanted to climb into my own grave and be with my family and all those I had lost. I couldn't do this anymore. How many more people were going to lie to me? How many more people were going to break my heart and my soul? No I wou

Eyes wide open in the middle of the night, Ludo was horrified with whatever bad dream she was having. She tried to move her head but to no avail. She could only move her eyes. She could see most of the things in her room but couldn’t reach for them. She usually slept with her bedroom door open. She tried to scream but her voice failed her. The more she tried to move, the difficult it became. She felt a presence in the room and became even more afraid. Her eyes shifted to the door in hopes of seeing her mother coming to her aid. She saw an ominous shadow at the door peeping. In seconds, she felt a weight pressed against her body that she failed to breathe. Her body was paralyzed and there was

He knew he was far from home, probably lost. And now that he was alone and without food or money he didn't think he would survive a single night here, even with the protection of the forest surrounding him. He could freeze to death by morning. Yet, he was curious and determined, and despite the odds, he went over the edge and fell, plunging underwater. When he resurfaced, he looked for the shore and when he saw it he swam as fast as he could to the bank and waded out into the freezing river. Once there, he pulled himself out of the frigid water and lay there gasping, his body shaking violently as his lungs began to burn with cold. He shivered uncontrollably and his teeth chattered together l

before entering another room filled with machines. “What is this?” Eva asked giving the book to Everest. “This was brought to the library just recently, it’s called ‘The birth of disaster’.”

I looked to the side and saw a bag of compressed biscuits, water, and two shriveled dried red dates on a plate. When the apocalypse struck, the extreme cold came suddenly. Even Espers had a hard time dealing with the cold weather. Food and water suddenly became scarce. This was already the best food the rescue team had. Though I was still cold, my heart felt warm. It turned out Janice still cared about me. Maybe… I misunderstood her relationship with Chad? But before I could open the packaging, I heard someone outside complaining loudly. "Who's that shameless man? He's actually asking for steak and pasta! The prices of those things are astronomical!"

HELENA Pain surged through my body as I tried to sit up and get myself off the ground. The pain was sharp and sudden. Chasing away the last traces of weakness I had. Along with it, the hope of survival. In my condition, it didn’t matter what I did. I couldn’t fight my way through what was coming. I gritted my teeth and tried pushing myself off the ground again.

I did not grow up this way so it's sometimes difficult to cope. I could feel goosebumps starting to form on my body. Then I felt Vladimir's arm wrapped around my shoulder. "What are you doing?" I asked in surprise. "You said you are cold and given we do not have heavy clothing and our blanket is wet in our bags, body heat is another way to keep warm, survival instincts,"

Step. Breathe. Step. Breathe. Don't fall. Don't die. My mantra was my salvation, the only thing that kept my legs moving through two days of snowfall. My feet were numb, sockless and wrapped in strips torn from my dress to keep the most extreme cold from reaching my bones. I could see the dark stains moving through the makeshift bandages. Frostbite or blood, it didn't matter anymore. Seven days. Seven endless days of survival that had leached all the gentleness from me and had left something harder, bitter, more desperate.

Instead, before he even returned, they froze to death first. When starving, the human body grows weaker, and its resistance to cold drops even further. Ray merely swept the area with spatial perception, then continued driving forward. The entire complex was deathly silent, like a ghost domain. Were there really only ten living people left—his harem? Ray didn't dwell on it. Under the double blow of extreme cold and lack of supplies, at least ninety percent of the world's population was bound to die. Out of ten households, nine would be empty.