Drake J. Williams

The Last Stars

Nobody can a hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But you can feel it as a tingle on the back of your neck. The same feeling our ancestors experienced as a predator hunted them through the deep woods and on the high plains. This was that multiplied by a thousand. The terror as the cosmos screamed out in pain as its death throes wracked its way through the 'verse. You can't explain what's happening, you just know something somewhere has gone terribly wrong.