The drowned walk the streets. Storms mean the end. The games have only just begun: From the flooded ruins of Plymouth, where the remnants of the military reign; to the clouded highlands of Scotland where the cold brings refuge for all; the Tower of London stands tall in the center, under the thumb of a ruler whom everyone knows, but nobody sees. The world endures through the greatest disaster mankind has ever known.
When the rain falls, they shall all drown together.