Short stories

Original short stories about the end of the world.

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Hell Truckers

Hell Truckers

He turned another card. A dog-eared Jack of hearts with a shit-eating grin pencilled crudely onto the vellum. That was a problem, because he already had a Jack of hearts, and he liked the look of that one much better.

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The Ridgeway

The Ridgeway

Four days out and running low on water, but he didn't care. He stopped at the crest of the hill to catch his breath. It was full dark, but his eyes adjusted to the low light and...

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Traveller's Unrest

Traveller's Unrest

"Ale's going off," he shouted into space across the empty inn. Beric swilled the last mouthful. There was a sickly sweet taste to it, and it was flat, almost syrupy. Alinor didn...

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Catch and Release

Catch and Release

$18,000 per catch. Less if they're incomplete. Nothing if the head comes off, for obvious reasons. $18,000. More money than most people earn in a year, and all being well, we ca...

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Like Wildfire

Like Wildfire

The riots were three blocks over and the power was cutting in and out, so she packed her camping gear and drove hard and fast out of the valley, leaving the smog and concrete be...

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The Chosen Ones

The Chosen Ones

As we wake up, our first glance is towards the giant floor to ceiling window. We anxiously rake the blackness until we spot it, still there, hanging on. The orb. Our sigh of rel...

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Ground Zero

Ground Zero

Dawn. Huntington. The high pitch squawk of a large crow interrupts the still air, as it picks at rubbish strewn over the pavements. A few moments later, the bird takes flight, f...

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The Green Priest

The Green Priest

Halvar sheltered under the branches of an old willow tree, hidden from sight by a thick curtain of fronds that trailed the river’s surface. His canoe rose and fell with the curr...

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Vodka and Coke

Vodka and Coke

‘Ah, Doug,’ the Hawaiian said, shaking his head as he unbuttoned the tobacco leather sheath that held the knife at his waist, ‘This is going to sting.’ Doug’s eyes bulged. ‘No,...

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Mirage

Mirage

My child’s hand pulls me toward the horizon, points. I pause and stare. Tongue thick in my mouth, scraping against my teeth, I rasp out the word, “Water.” I long for the sheer w...

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The Diggers

The Diggers

I am a digger. I'm one of a thousand and we were born to be diggers. We were bred into darkness, with soil in our mouths and hands already curled to clutch at chisel and spade....

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Remains

Remains

I had to go out. That meant a full hazardous materials suit to avoid the possibility of airborne contagion. That diagnosis was the last full piece of information I had before Ce...

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Phantasmagoria

Phantasmagoria

Space split from time, the future began pulling away from the present, and tents appeared. The BBC muttered ‘incredible…’ and went off the air. Across the ocean, American report...

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After the Deluge

After the Deluge

endings The first of the buildings fell today. The salt had eaten away at the foundations, the water churned and crashed into the walls, until it buckled under the weight of six...

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Death Sentence

Death Sentence

It’s early evening when you finally get home. You look at the place where your rear view mirror used to be and wonder whether you should get it fixed soon. After all, you’ve man...

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The Cabin

The Cabin

It’s the silence that gets to you. Omnipresent and suffocating, it envelops the whole clearing like a fog, covering this corner of the woods in a cloak as thick as the ashen clo...

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The Gentle Man

The Gentle Man

The emptiness of the library was as unsettling as always. Most of the books lining the shelves around her had been written by academic men, a seemingly extinct breed. She made h...

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The Confession

The Confession

To start at the start, I suppose we must go back to the hospital. The hospital is another world in another world. It lives by its own code, its own set of rules. It is a leper i...

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Osprey

Osprey

Date: June 3rd, 262 P.B. – 10:13 PM Officer: Corporal Victor Freeman – Alaska Bureau of Investigations Fresh, clean paper. Ages before us, people replaced it with small digital...

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The Sleepers

The Sleepers

After we burned the beds in the backyard, I watched Bruce tie a rope around his wife to keep her from wandering off and falling asleep. After three days awake, he wasn’t the onl...

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Mooners

Mooners

NOT EVEN AN HOUR INTO MARE IMBRIUM’S two-week-long night, Commander Gordon Gooch III was snoring through the end of the world. Yes, that Gooch: Fumbler of First Contact and curr...

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CopyKat

CopyKat

I’m proud to be a CopyKat. No, scrub that crap. To be proud, I’d have to care about what you tiny wittle mousies think. I don’t. You can scurry round your make believe cages, ru...

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For the Taking

For the Taking

The boy scout looked clean, even his hair. The jeans were worn but clean and the brown scout shirt almost new. Everything about him looked like Midwestern clean cut youth. Excep...

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Awakening

Awakening

I stand in the elevator, watch the floors click past: 22, 23, 24. Outside, the sweeping vista of Singapore’s neon nightscape flashes and sparkles. I clasp my hands at my waist;...

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God Is Dead

God Is Dead

This will be the last time I speak to you. As we stand here, the sun beats down; we have not seen night for months now. I have to shield my eyes to speak to you all, to see you...

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Ends Meat

Ends Meat

There it was again – that smell. Barrick glanced at his father. He had his eyes closed but he probably wasn’t asleep, just too exhausted by hunger to keep them open. His cheeks...

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The Outback

The Outback

The sun rose over the mountains. Although, one could hardly call those the mountains. When an ordinary person hears this word, he imagines great stone formations with glaciers,...

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Old World

Old World

"Grampa... Grampa...?" The old man's eyes slowly opened, revealing the misty gray remnants of a wise soldier that once was. His great grandson stood at his feet, both hands layi...

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Drowned World

Drowned World

Elani sheltered under the branches of an old willow tree, hidden from sight, her aluminium canoe bobbing on the water. She sat, silent, wrapped from head to toe in thick plastic...

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Desolation

Desolation

They were called “The Good People”. They turned up at the settlement every six months, near as Arch could tell. They’d travel through the fiercest rainstorms, fight their way th...

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The Watcher

The Watcher

He sat in the hide and watched the rain fall. He watched the big, broad leaved trees shudder with every raindrop, and he watched great evergreens weather the storm without ackno...

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A Letter to 2499

A Letter to 2499

Dear Future World, Future Humanity, if you are even there then! I’m writing these words to you from my home in Baffin Island in 2099, when climate change and man-made global war...

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