"Some of us come into life with an innate fascination for death. It said something profound about Victor's character, as it did for myself, that he became a disassembler instead of a surgeon. Between us we might have cured much suffering and saved many lives, but instead of life we chose death. You might think this odd or selfish, but how would you feel if you knew your doctor was more excited about doing your autopsy than curing your cancer? Trust me, it's better this way."
Orson Wode is a Disassembler, he cuts up human bodies for a living. He lives in City-235, a vast underground complex built to escape the death of Earth's biosphere.
On a spontaneous visit to Crystal Park, a new case literally falls into his lap. He wins the contract for a high-credit corpse to disassemble, but with it comes a deadly struggle to keep himself off of the disassembler's slab.
Maybe someone is trying to scare him off their turf, or maybe someone doesn't want him to figure out why so many people are jumping to their deaths...
sci-fi suspense, tech-noir whodunnit, subterranean techno-utopia, political bulshittery, social inequality, body horror
