Time And Space Collide: Surviving The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

They drove south through frozen Pennsylvania toward the coordinates Marcus had provided. Toward other survivors. Toward whatever was left of civilization. Toward the future. And Maya Chen—who'd traveled back in time to save the world and failed—carried one last hope. That maybe, just maybe, she could still save what it meant to be human. Even if she couldn't save everyone. The question was: would anyone listen? Or had the apocalypse killed compassion along with seven billion people? She'd find out soon enough. The frozen world waited. And so did whatever came next.

This time, her body flickered so violently that parts of her disappeared completely for several seconds. “We’re out of time!” Panic exploded through Elaine’s chest. Older Adrian looked toward the sky grimly. “The collapse has started.” Reality around them began unraveling visibly now. The cliffside glitched between timelines. The ocean disappeared entirely. Then returned upside down. Elaine’s breathing became uneven. This was it. The end. She looked toward Adrian one final time. And suddenly— Everything else disappeared. The storm. The fractures. The apocalypse. Nothing mattered except him. God.

"I see you seek the truth. " I moved closer towards him. "May I ask what truth you're talking about? " "I know you have questions about why you can't just stop reliving this day. " My eyes flickered frantically. "Oh my—you know? " "Brace yourself for what I am about to say next. " He looked up for a second then turned towards me. "My name is Mann; THE GOD OF TIME... and, time is not on our side, Tyre. " The traffic going on in my head was enough to make it explode. My silver briefcase shook staggeringly and I held it with a firmer grip.

Thanks to an explosion that had occurred in a research lab, an unknown substance was leaked to the world. This was the start of the apocalyptic era, where humans could get infected by the substance, thus transforming into zombies. Three years after the zombie apocalypse started, I died in the maws of the zombies. To make things worse, my kindness was the reason behind my eventual death. Surprisingly enough, I was reborn to the timeframe where there were six hours left before the zombie outbreak began.

Charles said. “That's what we believed.” Elena stared at her older self. “You tried to prevent your future.” “Yes.” “And made it happen?” “Worse.” Silence. The two suns above them flickered. The convergence continued. ESTIMATED STRUCTURAL COLLAPSE: 71 HOURS, 38 MINUTES Jonathan stared at the new countdown. “So while we're discussing philosophy, existence is still collapsing.” “Correct,” said the Silence. Subject One looked at it. “You're remarkably calm about that.”

In this life, she wanted to be the one with the most power. The two drove in silence, once they had covered a good distance. Adrian asked to switch with her. Lila let him, this was also a chance for him to practice. He won't get any abilities until a month later after the first zombie evolution. She'll find an opportunity to teach him how to kill zombies easily. They didn't encounter many people on the way, today was just day two of the apocalypse, so people were still hiding in their houses. The few people they met were the ones that were caught in the chaos and couldn't get home in time.

The freaky end of days was coming. I faced the camera, my voice steady for all the people in the city to hear. "The freaky apocalypse is here, folks. I'm going to help you out as best I can. First up, find cover where the wind can't get you, subways, basements, factories, banks, any safe spot." Lights flickered on in every underground parking lot. The ground rumbled with a deep roar, setting the stage for Jim as he led his crew of infant spirits into a clash with the Haunts that sliced through the wind.

The sky turned white. Evelyn looked over her shoulder. David was still standing. He hadn't moved. He simply watched them escape. Then he raised one hand. The entire city stopped collapsing. Everything froze. The falling buildings. The broken streets. The particles of dust. Even the screams. Everything became motionless. Hope stopped. Evelyn almost crashed into her. "What happened?" Hope stared behind them. "He stopped time." Evelyn's blood ran cold. "He can do that?" "Not him."

Five years of surviving that living hell had left me scarred, hardened, and desperate to avoid repeating the nightmare. Yet here they were, reacting to the apocalypse like kids being promised a trip to an amusement park. It was a bizarre, surreal realization: even though I was a time-traveling survivor with a system running in my head, I was somehow the most sane person in this room. ​I swallowed the dry lump in my throat, holding his manic, bloodthirsty gaze, and opened my mouth to speak. ​"Zombies," I said, my voice deadpan and chillingly serious. "It's going to be a zombie apocalypse."

"Mind if I join you?" "Fine. But if you throw up again, I'm not cleaning it." "Deal." The two friends sat together drinking and talking. Tomorrow's classes had already been cancelled, so neither of them cared about waking up early. Eventually, one drink became two. Two became four. And four became enough to make terrible decisions seem like brilliant ideas. Neither of them noticed that the apartment door hadn't been locked. Ring.Ring.Ring. Aiden squinted at his vibrating phone. "Who calls people this late?" He answered.