Autophagy
A human can survive twenty-one days without food. A snake can survive months, a crocodile a year. I’ve heard some animals, in order to maintain the fuel source they need to continue living, digest their own body tissues.
Short stories
Original short stories about the end of the world.
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.
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.
The Outback
The sun rose over the mountains.
Old World
Escape from L.A.
Cuervo Jones to Snake Plissken: “You might have survived Cleveland. You might have escaped from New York. But this is L.A., vato. And you’re about to find out that this fucking place can kill anybody.”
Earth Day 2117
Joss McIntyre sat on his favorite knoll and looked down at The Camp spread below in the small steep-walled valley. Though early Spring, the tree under which he sat was fully leaved, providing welcomed shade against the heat of the bright sun.
Heat and Darkness
When the impending heatwave was announced, with a warning that people should plan to stay inside their homes for at least a week, my first thought was that this would be an opportunity to move in with Dahlia. Given her health problem, she was likely to need help.
Ireland's Zombie Town
It was a freezing day in November, so cold that even the protestors had stayed at home for once.
All the Elders Orphans
War came in the summer like a heat wave. Moving through the country fast and hot but lasting only a season, it burned the land and scorched the lives of its inhabitants. All living things struggled; most died.
Drowned World
Elani sheltered under the branches of an old willow tree, hidden from sight, her aluminium canoe bobbing on the water.
Desolation
They were called “The Good People”. They turned up at the settlement every six months, near as Arch could tell.
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 acknowledgement.
A Letter to 2499
Dear Future World, Future Humanity, if you are even there then!
Warhead Saul's Last Leg
Interstate 90 was a shooting gallery.