I Keep Dying The Day Before Eden

Synopsis

Nathan Cole grabbed my hand with the last of his strength, and his eyes locked onto mine. "Stay alive," he whispered. "Take our hope and find Eden." The world roared around me. I couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything. All I had left was the body in my arms, growing colder by the second. I held him tight, and with him, the backpack strapped to his back, the one carrying the beacon. But the next morning, I stumbled out of the shelter, and the cold wind hit my face. It cut through the fog in my head just enough for me to think. The sky looked the same as it always did, a sickly grayish-brown haze with a few dying stars scattered along the horizon. This was the morning before we left. The world had ended, and I was trapped in the last day before we died.