She wants to know his secret. He hasn’t decided what it is yet.

Eiran’s drunken night out ended with a hangover, a stalker, and a strong contender for the worst life choice he’s ever made: scribbling a prophesy about the end of the world on a bar napkin. When Vera, a wannabe cult leader, stumbled upon the napkin, she became convinced Eiran’s prophecy’s held the key to unlocking the truth behind the coming apocalypse - and a future loyal following to worship her, of course. Now, as Vera hunts down Eiran and his 12 prophesies, determined to become a messiah (or at least a martyr if things get messy), he realizes he still has one prophesy he’s yet to receive - the twelfth. And he’s the only one who can decide how it all ends. As their twisted game of cat and mouse intensifies, Vera is desperate to learn the secret Eiran has yet to decide. But is it all as simple as it seems? Who’s really in control of the future? Eiran? Vera? The prophesy? Or something much more sinister. And more importantly, will the world end before his hangover does?