London, Sat 3rd March, 1899.
It is a period of reconciliation, as the greatest Empire on the planet tries to rebuild its former strength after being ground under the heel of the Martian invasion of 1895.
Those who die choking in the toxic Red Fog are considered the lucky ones compared to those who survive. They are irrevocably changed and corrupted into un-living bestial horrors consumed with an urge to destroy.
In the darkest and most Fogbound areas of the flooded London streets, there lies a malevolent intelligence, slowly biding its time until the hour of reckoning is at hand.
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The Queen is dead. Long live the Queen.