"We watched the rain but always knew it would stop. Would it ever stop, now?"

Every second, every minute, every hour for five years: the incessant rat a tat-tat of rain. The rain has come and so has the killing. Rain and death in a city where madness is winning : it infects the sewers, lives in pipes, has a hook for a hand, no eyes and filed teeth. Insanity has swallowed the city, washed it down with rain and now there will be Payne.