Clad in a dull red cloak, the young scrap salvager Cerise weaves her way through the bones of a dead city. Many assume that her alias – "Little Red" – refers to the color of the cloak she wears, but in truth, it's the name of her secret weapon: a little red dot on her hand that allows Cerise to siphon the life force of anyone or anything it touches, a tainted gift from the chemical fallout that wrecked her world.
Her destination is the abode of the elusive "Grandmother," a master inventor, tinkerer, and repository of Old World wisdom for those brave or desperate enough to navigate the perilous paths to her door.