44 parts Complete Carthage soars at its zenith; Boston crawls at its nadir. Both cities are caught by the inertia of fate, or else the inexorable chaos of a random universe. A predator from the void stalks them, and it falls (somehow) to Abigail Wolfe to hold it at bay.
If Abigail weren't a scholar, she'd be a delinquent, or so her parents joke. She loves them to death, but they've gotten in bed (not literally, gross) with an information broker, of all people. Don't they watch the news? An info broker across the continent just orchestrated a nightclub massacre, and he would have gotten away with it if his lover hadn't narc'ed. Not that Abby's one to talk - she's got a crush on an info broker's daughter. It seems like these brokers have their grubby fingers in every pie, and sooner or later, someone's bound to get killed.
It could be worse: she could be living on Earth. Earth, where gangs vie over what's left of the cities, and cannibals pepper the wilderness. Earth, where they worship the heterochromatic Prophetess, and where a three-legged dog with yellow eyes stands vigil over the night. It's a shit-show over there, what with radiation from the fallout (to say nothing of the demons). Info brokers and shadow games or not, Abby's much better off on the colony world of Angel Falls - but when all is said and done, she might not have any say in the matter.