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Nightfall. Something’s gone wrong in the Red Pool wastes.
In a sealed palace buried beneath a dead city, a force older than memory has cracked its shell and oozed up from the earth, dripping gold slop. With hypnotic juju, it lures wanderers inside with promises of release… and treasure. Something so valuable an all-powerful syndicate will butcher anyone who comes too close.
When the syndicate massacres a biker clan to protect the palace, one rider—Baby Tuesday—escapes with the key.
Now, half-paralyzed by survivor’s guilt, this hard-luck hellcat burns for revenge. She won’t do it alone. Enter a doomed journalist with priceless intel and a suicidal sense of humor. Hunted by the syndicate, these two loners forge a pact neither is likely to survive.
But vengeance is only the start. In the wastes, a sound rises—wails shaped like human words—voices of a lifeform whose hunger has no limit.
A lifeform that knows Baby’s ugliest secrets.