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She woke in her own grave.
She doesn’t remember her name.
And she isn’t alone.
Beneath the cemetery lies a world the dead fall into. It is a city carved from dirt and silence, haunted by the restless and the grotesque. Here, a woman clutching a single key is called Key. Here, a man with a stitched throat calls himself Smoke.
Key doesn’t know who she was in life, but she knows what she is now—trapped. Surrounded by the half-decayed and the half-mad, she must learn the rules of Under quickly. Something impossible has happened.
One of the dead has been murdered.
As suspicion spreads and shadows close in, Key is pulled deeper into the secrets of Under and into the orbit of Smoke, who may be her only ally… or the most dangerous person she has ever met.
She woke in her own grave.
She doesn’t remember her name.
And she isn’t alone.
Beneath the cemetery lies a world the dead fall into. It is a city carved from dirt and silence, haunted by the restless and the grotesque. Here, a woman clutching a single key is called Key. Here, a man with a stitched throat calls himself Smoke.
Key doesn’t know who she was in life, but she knows what she is now—trapped. Surrounded by the half-decayed and the half-mad, she must learn the rules of Under quickly. Something impossible has happened.
One of the dead has been murdered.
As suspicion spreads and shadows close in, Key is pulled deeper into the secrets of Under and into the orbit of Smoke, who may be her only ally… or the most dangerous person she has ever met.