After the Flood

The flood came on an ordinary morning.

The high-rises of old became ruins beneath the water. Humanity lost its place as the dominant species, and the surviving creatures rushed to undergo mutations whose end no one could foresee.

Swollen hordes of zombies, swans stitched together with human arms, walls of ivy spreading as it sucked up flesh and blood...

Ten thousand years ago, a hundred years from now.

The curtain was quietly falling on the old era, and the gates to a new world were slowly opening.