Iron Lung

The stars are gone. The planets have disappeared. Only those on space stations or starships were left to give the end a name. The Quiet Rapture. The universe dims. Humanity decays. Barren moons are all that remain. The last remnants search for any trace of natural resources among them. With only ghost light of long-vanished stars to guide them. But one moon stands apart from the rest. And in the darkness of that moon. An ocean of blood.