What could be better than a party out with your friends in New York City? In the year 2035? The future is bright. In fact, the future is already here!
A future, unfortunately, filled with kidnappings and killings, described herein with dark humor and satire. Demon humor. Demon satire.
BUT THESE DEMONS FROM OUTER SPACE!
How did we get here?
I mean, we have robots that float about hither and thither to protect us. Robot doctors. Even robots inside us now. (Did I mention it’s the year far in the future, 2035!!?!)
Love is still alive. In fact, Zach loves Mallory and Mallory loves Zach.
But Zach — who should be a demon hunter — is in a coma. Mallory’s disappeared, presumed dead. Timothy James has been captured (his friends call him Timmy Jimmy). Patty Patty is in serious danger and gosh darn it all, she’s just a kid. She shouldn’t be part of this demon murder satire!
And then there’s Helena, and Dani Pistachio. And the rest of the wacky gang in this dark humor satire.
All being cut down in their prime. By beasts without feeling, without souls.
