What started out as a means to support Warren Hayward and his secret lover, Ben, has now become a booming business with an ever-rising price. Warren makes a good living by selling startlingly lifelike automatons to the super-wealthy of Victorian London. The only problem is that they aren't automatons at all. They're golems given life by witchcraft--and each one costs a human soul. Warren's road is paved with good intentions, but blood is the price...