A NEW SERIES HAS INVADED!

Frank Kattegat’s epic apocalyptic alien invasion series We Feast at Dawn has launched on substack.

Imagine a crystal-clear blue sky.

Now blink your eyes and imagine that empty sky suddenly filled with bodies. Ships. Thousands of small crafts pouring out of a mega-mothership so large it affects our gravitational pull and our tides.

That’s Day Zero. The foundation of We Feast at Dawn.

Blink. They’re here.

Blink. They’re everywhere.

It’s not your classic Hollywood alien flick where we have time to prepare. It’s an immediate and Absolute Geographic Invasion. Global domination due to sheer scale and immediacy.

An alien invasion that happens so fast we can’t prevent it, we can’t stop it, and we can’t keep up with it.

Any alien species capable of interstellar travel would understand one thing: if you want to win, overwhelm your enemy before they know what’s happening.

Of course, that would probably be a pretty short story, right?

They’d dominate, kill us all off, and build furniture out of our bones in a single afternoon.

Or would they?

We would all like to believe civilization would rise to the challenge.

That world leaders would coordinate.

That the military would act decisively—and protect ordinary citizens.

History suggests otherwise.

But…

Where institutions hesitate; people do not.

The elite would disappear into their bunkers. The military would get bogged down in bureaucratic confusion and a debate about whether to shoot first or not. And everyone else would be caught somewhere in the middle, hiding in the shadows of the smaller ships, waiting to see what they would do.

That’s where our main characters are when the mothership makes it first appearance.

Nobody has a bunker…or if they do, it’s made out of a corn silo somebody buried in their backyard.

Nobody has time to react.

And nobody’s ready when the ships hovering overhead suddenly thrum to life at sundown.

Episode 1 — The Day the Sky Shattered — begins in a superstore in New York.

The dog won’t go outside.

Someone screams in the parking lot.

Look up.

The ship is here.

Night is coming.

We Feast at Dawn.