Rust. Road dust

The former world remained forever in the past. From dark angles, from the forgotten fears were creatures, vaguely acquaintances on children"s nightmares, house doors from now on may unexpectedly swing in someone else"s living space, and the most ordinary people suddenly discover the gift to unknown. Walking nonlike trails and remove those who worked, seal the cutters in the universe, of which the ancient unscrews are looking.
This story about them. About people, unlike others related to nothing and destiny. They are called cleaners - those who purify unexplored territories from all strange and dangerous. Whose calling is to save, protect and store. And in the worst of the world, they are one of the few who can fix something