Scientists freak out when the first astronomer spots the anomaly. Quickly, every telescope on Earth and in Earth orbit is pointed towards a massive comet being trailed by a million smaller comets that was first spotted a week out from lunar orbit.

In that time, a trajectory had been measured and traced back, using what little information they had to determine where it'd come from. Giant meteors don't just appear out of nowhere, yet this one seemingly had, tracing back to a little past a Martian orbit where the trail seemingly goes cold. Or to say, what the data says is incomprehensible and make it seem that as if in a flash, the comet just appeared out of 'something'.

Theories abounded. Some thought maybe a wormhole, but then why would a comet appear out of a wormhole? Why a wormhole? It was one of the more ridiculous theories, but none of the rest were any better.

Scientists tried to keep the existence of the comet a secret for as long as they could, but naturally the news broke eventually three days before it would reach the moon.

That was the other scary part. Whatever this comet was seemed to be on a perfect crash course for the moon, and there was no time to stop it.

Amateur astronomers and scientists not on the payroll quickly figured that out, and pandemonium ensued. Some people were crying out about Armageddon and the end times and why weren't the scientists sending drillers up into space to core into the comet to nuke it from within like in that one movie?! Nevermind of course that that movie had resources and a time frame that Earth just doesn't have.

So the world watched, and waited. Or looted, as the case may be. Some places even had to enact martial law.

Eventually, the day came. Impact day. The comet would strike the moon at 1823 hours EST. By this point, information had been disseminated through press conferences, officials explaining as best they could about the lack of resources and time to stop the comet and information being spread as just about every bit of disaster relief was passed about on the chances some of it might be useful. Most everyone had been warned to either stay in their homes or evacuate from coasts if possible, in the case disrupted tides from the collision caused massive flooding.

With only three days warning though, even places like Florida or Italy could do little as the roadways became clogged and most got stuck fleeing north, and islanders like Japan, Hawaii, and Iceland could only hope for the best. At least most places made like Australia and just headed inland as best they could.

Then came the impact. Some watched it from outdoors despite warnings to stay inside. Most watched it from their TVs. That's what I did, watching the live stream of the impact online as news stations all over the world had made the event as widely available as possible, getting the footage from mostly satellite based telescopes like the Hubble and shots from the ISS to name a few.

Despite these, we couldn't see much. The comet struck mostly on the far side of the moon. The impact threw up a huge dust cloud of chunks of debris, and huge cracks and canyons scattered across a chunk of the moon's surface, radiating out from the point of impact.

In spite of this though, some of us could tell that something 'unusual' had happened. It quickly became obvious that despite the damage, nothing was happening. The sheer amount of force from the impact should've had immediate effects on Earth's natural orbiting satellite, but other than a few cracks and a cloud of debris, nothing had happened. Even the cloud was strange as after a certain point, some of it seemed to have halted, almost as if floating in space, relative to the moon's position. That's not normal.

Then the screaming started. Power started going out. People were dying out there.

I couldn't tell you what else was going on though, as I'd hunkered in my bathroom, unsure of what was happening, but knowing enough that going outside would probably be bad right now.

Seems the naysayers had been right. It sounds like the Apocalypse has begun out there. Screams, gunfire, and the sound of monsters. I'd seen live reports of honest actual zombies before the feeds started cutting out and I made the executive decision to shut down everything and hunker in the bathroom in the hopes my apartment wouldn't attract attention.

I nearly gave a start as I heard a crash and splintering noise along with the sound of breaking glass far closer than before. I gripped the katana my best friend had given me years ago and slowly drew it, pointing it towards the bathroom door and silently waiting.

Next thing I knew, the bathroom door practically exploded. The stench of death was putrid, and then suddenly all I felt was an instant of excruciating pain in my head, and then black.

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