A terrible day in Minnesota is usually solved with a hot-dish and a nap.
It isn't usually solved by a prophetic rabbit, a clan of sentient pickles, and a cosmic department that definitely needs more funding.
Lena was having a perfectly normal, awful Tuesday. Between the toddler tantrums, the coffee-stained shirt, and a pigeon that seemed to be judging her soul, she was ready to call it quits. Then the flyer appeared. It was aggressively yellow, written in Comic Sans, and flapping like a bird on her doorstep.
"Support Group for People Who Didn't Sign Up for This."
Lena assumed it was for people with bad jobs or worse luck. She didn't realize it was an early warning system for those about to be hijacked by "Unscheduled Plot Development"-a cosmic phenomenon where reality goes completely off-script.
Before she can finish her lukewarm church-basement coffee, Lena is flagged as The Catalyst. According to the man in the neon-orange parka and a rabbit with a "Vision State," Lena is the only one who can trigger the events needed to save her town from a reality glitch.
The signs are everywhere:
Grocery carts are migrating like geese.
Snow is falling upward.
A talking pickle named Picklonius III has staged a mutiny in her refrigerator.
Her younger sister is convinced the apocalypse is just a very intense episode of VeggieTales.
As a "Brine Storm" gathers over the local grocery store and a tornado of shopping carts threatens to level the deli section, Lena has to step up. Not because she wants to, but because literally no one else is qualified-and the rabbit is getting really impatient.
Step into the chaos of the year's most absurd supernatural-but-not-magical adventure. If you've ever felt like the universe was out to get you, you might just be a Catalyst, too.