"Don't touch me, your hands are cold."
Maddy Wesley was your typical 16-year-old high school student, a wallflower with excellent grades, a good taste for vanilla ice cream and a normal, somewhat dull life.
Until a virus broke out. A virus that brought winter back in the heart of London.
And there she is now, stuck in detention for the first time in her entire life because she was late to school on the very day the students were supposed to get vaccinated.
Yes, vaccinated. But there's something menacing about the way the school nurse shoves the pointy syringe in each student's skin, something that makes Maddy's hair stand on edge. Something that tells her to run.
"Run."