The Year 2053
Five days after our world ended.
It’s day 5 and things are bad.
You’re probably wondering what I’m doing here. My name is Eliza; I’m the one stuck in the car. The car is floating in space, a million miles from Earth. It’s weird, but the radio’s still working and I can hear ‘Life on Mars?’ singing out from one of the speakers.
My baby brother, Johnnie, has got it worse – he’s trapped in the boot with our dog and a bomb. And from his high-pitched shriek I can tell he’s just spilled his milk on a dehydrated vampire squid that’s about to rehydrate and suck away their faces.