Crossing into the apocalypse, day one: found a diary. Great, starting a journal today. Crossing into the apocalypse, day two: found bread and bottled water. Great, won’t starve to death. Crossing into the apocalypse, day three: found a dog. A mechanical one. Its eyes glow. Great, no more fumbling in the dark at night. Crossing…

“The temple is the weakest connection on an oyster shell. Find the right spot, pry it open in one go.” …History has five remaining layers, while one is lost. Transported to the steam-roaring Victorian era, Yule discovered that he could capture fragments from lost history. And… this world seemed a bit different from the Victorian…