In the year 2010, all that is left of the once great nation of Britain is an isolated enclave of paranoid hypochondriacs. Cut off from their Northern neighbours by a self-made toxic Wasteland, the People's Republic controls every aspect of its citizen's lives. The Special Investigators have absolute authority to detain, to destroy, and to kill anyone suspected of even the slightest infractions. There is something wrong with 052186612SL3, and it is going to get him killed. He is curious, quick to laugh, and easily forgets the strictures of the Manual for Approved Phrases. When it comes to wearing his military uniform correctly, he couldn't look like a masculine triumph of Republicanism if his life depended on it- which it does. Aside from suspecting his parents are trying to kill him, his life is excruciatingly dull. That is until one day, his father hosts an important government official for dinner, and 052186612SL3 is dragged out of his bedroom to attend. Everything changes when his eyes lock with those of the handsome and charming stranger. What follows is an epic run-for-your-life adventure across the Wastelands before his jealous and possessive lover puts him to death.