THE EXTRACTIONISTS HAD GROWN RATHER
F R A N T I C
in an effort to squeeze the last pennies out of the 18th century — smearing fact into fiction, denying the obvious, and doubling down on a losing hand.
But as the world burned, resistance was spreading. The people stood with science, and science stood with the people, against the mindless machines relentlessly deleting from the planet everything wild and living.
The Extractionists had pawned the very thing we loved most about ourselves: our effervescent delusion of perpetual betterment.
That’s what almost got us in the end.
Almost.
