
by MysticPen
Nate Cole has always been too calm for his own good. Not brave — just still. The kind of still that makes people uncomfortable, like he's always waiting for something the rest of the world hasn't noticed yet. He's been taking the last Tube home every other Sunday for two years. Same platform. Same route. Fifty times without incident. On the fifty-first, the wrong train arrives. The number on the front reads 0. The doors open. And Nate — tired, half-asleep, not paying nearly enough attention — steps through. What he finds on the other side isn't another world. It isn't a portal or a prophecy or a destiny with his name already written on it. It's something stranger and closer than any of that. It's the city he's always lived in — at 3am. Permanent midnight. And full of people who have been waiting, in their own way, for someone who doesn't panic. LINE ZERO is the story of a boy who boarded the wrong train, found the right world, and slowly realised the two things were never separate to begin with.
| # | Title | Words |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | King's Cross. 1:07 AM. | 0 |
| 2 | CHAPTER TWO The Platform. No recorded time. | 0 |