The rain hasn't stopped in years. The skies are controlled. The machines are watching. Fourteen-year-old Nick has never known the sun, only the rhythm of storms and the silence of unanswered questions. He doesn't know who his mother truly was. He doesn't know why he feels different - why machines seem to hesitate around him. But when he finds a hidden message and a strange key, everything beneath the ruins of the old world - and following it may reveal a truth more dangerous than he's ready for.

In a world consumed by metal, what will we become?

Through the harsh crackle of the loudspeakers overhead came the monotone voice of the Influencer. We stood in the street square, huddled shoulder to shoulders, like swine, listening... A few moments passed until He spoke.

"Operation GENISIS-7 is now in effect. All resistance will be met with death." A short blip of a wail, then another passage:

The rain hasn’t stopped since the machines took control. Perhaps it’s nature’s quiet protest, the tipping of the scales in our favour. It’s an easy revenge, watching the deformed creatures fold themselves under tarpaulins and old cloth rags, rattling under corrugated iron shelters and cowering against the steady downpour that floods all of the south village.