Imogen Shroud is the unhappiest seventeen year-old in all of existence. The world offers her nothing, and so she offers nothing to the world. Given the choice she'd just lie in bed all day every day, a stack of books beside her, locked safely away from the uncaring outside.

But reality intrudes on even the most sedentary life. Imogen is forced out of her room and halfway across the city, to the ultra-modern Phoenix Convention Centre and the comic convention it hosts. On its own this would be bad enough, but strange weather is blowing in, bringing with it death--and undeath.

Dealing with depression is difficult. So is dealing with the undead. Dealing with both? Well, sometimes unlife can surprise you...