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Since The Problem, nothing has ever been the same.
Ghosts - apparitions that many once thought to be myth - are real. They roam the streets, paralyse and kill, and they do so without mercy, without a thought, their sentience having been abandoned in the living world.
There is another Problem, though. One Fittes and Rothwell won't even mention, for it is far too uncontained. One of the reasons why the dead roam among the living, why they appear to be random but really aren't, and why there seems to be some kind of darkness revolving around, specifically, London.
On the lookout, Fittes and Rothwell struggle to find the means to an end. The thing that could spell victory for the living. The girl who could change everything.
Which, all in all, is not surprising. Because who knew she'd be... this?
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