The Age of Monsters - Eulogy

"The old world is dying, the new world struggles to be born: Now is the time of monsters."
-Antonio Gramsci

I was never normal. I could always feel them, everyone around me. Their fears, their desires, all that they were, I could feel. It was one thing out in the sticks, the people were happy and there weren't too many. But I thought NYU would be a wise choice. Now Manhattan screams at me, a city of terror. A city of despair. I thought I was alone in my strangeness but... A true monster revealed itself and I knew why the city was screaming. It was a city of monsters, and I was one of them. But maybe... I could be more?

Elizabeth Crowl, an empath trapped in a nightmare. She is caught between hope and despair. To succumb to the screaming city around her or to make it better?

James Geist, a man who feeds off and communes with death itself. A man fighting so that he never has to be strong again. A monster playing at a hero or the truest definition of one?

Will they be able to emerge from this age of monsters?