The Last Tower

Gathered beneath the shadow of the Last Tower are all that remains of those who have managed to survive the solar radiation and constant exposure. They shuffle through a half-life of blinding days and sun-drenched nights, but even a half-life is better than the alternative.

They call him the Champ, because unlike those who fell victim to the Fade before him, he came back, and though they cannot be said to truly have a leader, he is the shining beacon of hope that not all can be consumed by the light.

On an unremarkable day, the Sixtieth Floor breaks its silence to call upon the Champ and request his presence in the cool, shadowy bastion overlooking the wastes. Why, on a day like any other, has the Sixtieth Floor called him up? And why has it called no one else? Is the Champ the savior of those below? Can he alone preserve them? Or could there be something far greater hidden at the top of The Last Tower?”

Called “gripping” even in its brevity, The Last Tower “pulls at [the] very cords of human nature” and “with the effortless ease of a hangman [the author] allows us to dangle free, with little to no intent of saving us from our own machinations.” [Everett St. Ivees]