The Botnet, the Glitch, and the Payload

Open mouths, empty heads, big bytes.

Darby Skelm wakes up in a bathtub full of eels with a debt he didn't sign and a skull full of someone else's memories. The drones outside aren't asking questions. They're collecting.

He runs. Steals a zeppelin. Picks up a crew no sane person would trust - a stim-junkie hacker, a vat-grown squid, a monk who quit believing in everything, and an AI that fell off the back of a black market truck.

Somewhere in the digital rot underneath Iowa, there's a piece of ...