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The Mayans predicted Armageddon's arrival long ago. Experts deciphered the secret writings and pronounced the dreadful date to be 12th December 2012. Twelfth of the twelfth of the twelfth.
December 2012 came and went. The earth did not expire in a fury of flame and pestilence; Armageddon slept for another day. The superstitious breathed a collective sigh of relief, while the sceptical snorted with derision: yet another prophecy exposed as no more than chilling words for the gullible to believe.
But the Mayans were right.
The expert translation in error, Armageddon now swoops overhead.
Unknown to the world, a second prophecy exists. Secret even amongst the Mayans, it describes events that precede the coming of Armageddon, signs that the end of the world is nigh. And hints that the world's end can only be forestalled by a jere of power, a son of stars, one who will perform acts of bravery over twelve days. If the jere succeeds, Armageddon will remain at slumber. If not ...
Jere has several translations. One is hero. Others are not so flattering.
Armageddon is at hand. Jeremy Sunson has survived the first night ... somehow. Only eleven more to go.
Welcome to the second night.