![]() But the refugees are unwelcome and Hel's efforts are met with either indifference or hostility. Instead, she obsessively rereads Vikram's copy of The Pyronauts-a science fiction masterwork in her world that now only exists as a single flimsy paperback-and becomes determined to create a museum dedicated to preserving the remaining artifacts and memories of her vanished culture. While others, like her partner, Vikram, attempt to assimilate, Hel refuses to reclaim her former career or create a new life. The slang and technology are foreign to her, the politics and art unrecognizable. As one of the thousands who fled the outbreak of nuclear war in an alternate United States-an alternate timeline, somewhere across the multiverse-she finds herself living as a refugee in our own not-so-parallel New York. ![]() Wherever Hel looks, New York City is both reassuringly familiar and terribly wrong. ![]()
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