The Earth had collapsed upon itself. You had been happy in your own flesh until one day, you had been plucked from your home and placed into the belly of god with five other humans. The belly of AM.

And AM said:

”I have a secret game that I'd like to play. It's a very nice game. Oh, it's a lovely game. It's a game of fun and a game of adventure! A game of rats, and lice, and the Black Death. A game of speared eyeballs, and dripping guts, and the smell of rotting gardenias.”