Timed delivery. Buh-bye.
Okay, so I did look a bit further anyway. We've got five minutes before the world ends, so now we're sitting out with our four friends watching for the Event. The writing isn't awful, but it isn't great either: my first impression is of wanting to slap an adjective onto every darn thing, as though the author were afraid we wouldn't see in our mind's eye exactly what they've envisioned.
Then the screen suddenly wiped and the world (in the story) ended. So it was literally five minutes that we had! Uh, no. This is an absolutely terrible design decision. No brekkie for you.