Life above is a life of plenty. Life below the streets, is a life of squalor. Yet even down below, the shrunken are considered pests and lesser beings not worthy of a second thought. When people are doing anything they can to survive and enjoy life, anyone who has run afowel of a reduction chamber is nothing more than protein, entertainment, or a pest. A tiny squelch underfoot while running through the depths means nothing. Just one of the Reduced, or perhaps even a diminutive Bio-Droid.

None of the Reduced were immortal. The closest one could get, would be a dimunutive Bio-Droid with transfer-on-death protocols that would remember what you've done to its previous vessels. When Mathew returns to life within Niara's meger apartment space, she's faced with an interesting dilemma.

Rarely, Reduced beings with luck may live as a pet to a benevolant underdweller. However, they're far more likely to wind up as part of a stir fry or a stain on a sidewalk. Captured and unable to resist, Mathew is subject to the mercy of one such individual. An underdweller named Niara, who needs nothing more than an object to entertain herself...