The First to Die at the End

by Adam Silvera

I got to go live my firsts—maybe even lasts—while I can.

“I want to make great memories. Something to look back on whenever existing seems hard.”

I grab my phone even though I don’t want to answer my End Day call. But then I see the phone is dark, still, and silent. No DEATH-CAST caller ID, no vibration, no ringing. They’re not calling me. My heart doesn’t slow down, it’s still hammering as I look up and see Valentino holding his phone as it screams the warning of a lifetime.

just as i was telling myself Orion dying first was too predictable.... SPEECHLESS.