Publisher's blurb: From the depths of unknown, dangerous space comes the Cult of the Implied, Forseeable Apocalypse, or whatever they might really be called. They might've been meatpeople? They might be mutants? They might be something else. But they're a real mess, literally and figuratively, and are ready to meet your lawman crew with insane chattering, rusty knives, sneaky tactics, and doom and gloom portents of the end of everything in only the way a dangerous MLM scheme can. This playable organization of significantly bad guys inspired by Event Horizon have a lot of room to grow on to incorporate your own blend of end of days, body horror mess.