A black hole is headed toward Earth and will mean the end of mankind unless Earth can somehow change its trajectory. Using its revolutionary Cygnus technology, Earth launches a massive nuclear strike, but fails to halt the terrible coming. A desperate planet counts down to Armageddon, ogling the twin horrors that loom in the sky in threatening array. The crew sent to save the planet are stranded in space by shattered technology, marooned in a tiny metal coffin that carries the remnants from a doomed world. That is until they make contact with the altruistic beings. The four from Earth are snatched from oblivion and carried from the Milky Way, eventually colliding with golden homes that perch on the edge of a distant galaxy. But the newly joined races stumble onto something even more astonishing than their own improbable communion. They find it sitting, waiting in space, something more unlikely than the most colour soaked human fantasy. Earthly philosophy is turned on its head, and in a heartbeat is shattered to less than dust. In the blink of an eye, both races are stripped of their most rudimentary notions of self. Paradigms aren't simply lost, they are mauled and digested with-out trace. What began as a rescue mission elbows the crew of Cygnus to the most profound adventure of all. Not just to Contact, but to the stupefying needlework of the Gods themselves.