The Scarlet Plague. A Lone Survivor's Account of the Plague That Ended Civilization

In the year 2073, an old man named James Howard Smith wanders a wild, depopulated California with his grandsons - the last living witness to the Scarlet Death, a plague that wiped out nearly all of humanity in a matter of days back in 2013. Jack London's The Scarlet Plague imagines civilization's total collapse decades before pandemic fiction became a genre: skyscrapers reclaimed by forest, grandchildren who can't read, and one survivor determined to pass down the memory of the world that was lost.
Written in 1912 with eerie, almost prophetic precision, it's a haunting meditation on fragility, memory, and what - if anything - humanity manages to rebuild from the ashes. A forgotten classic that reads more urgently with every new outbreak headline. One of the earliest pandemic-apocalypse novels ever written A haunting frame story of memory and loss across generations Unsettlingly prescient a century before COVID-19 Civilization ended in a matter of days.
This is what came after.