By the author of The Handmaid's Tale & Alias Grace The sun brightens in the east reddening the blue-grey haze that marks the distant ocean The vultures roosting on the hydro poles fan out their wings to dry them the air smells faintly of burning The waterless flood
- a man-made plague
- has ended the world But two young women have survived Ren a young dancer trapped where she worked in an upmarket sex club (the cleanest dirty girls in town); & Toby who watches & waits from her rooftop garden Is anyone else out there?