By Peter Watts
Ny IS lower than NEW MANAGEMENT.
THEY'RE now not FROM round HERE.
Welcome to ny, son. Welcome to the town that by no means sleeps: invaded through titanic fusions of meat and equipment, defended by way of a personal military that makes Blackwater seem like the purple move, ravaged by way of a disfiguring plague that presents its sufferers with spiritual rapture whereas it eats them alive. You've been thrown into this meat grinder abruptly, with out education, with no clue.
Your entire squad used to be mowed down the instant they stepped onto the battlefield. And the refrain of voices whispering on your head retains announcing that every one of this is often on you: that you simply and also you on my own may be able to flip the whole lot round for those who in simple terms knew what the hell used to be going on.
You'd wish to support. fairly you are going to. yet it's not only the extraterrestrial beings which are gunning for you. your personal variety hunts you as a traitor, and your activity may be a piece more straightforward if you happen to didn't have the sneaking suspicion they can be right...