Reaching out with his right hand he snapped the curtain away from the pane…and came face to face with a hell Dante could never have imagined.
“Where am I?” he asked, trying to comprehend what he was seeing.
“You’re still in San Francisco, Dr. Collins, just one hundred and two years later. A lot has happened since you last saw the city.”
“You have a talent for understatement.”
Steve Collins was just trying to save the world from the next killer asteroid. He wound up killing over seven billion people instead. A century later, he’s now the only hope to save the surviving one million humans left alive in the entire universe.