A meteor shower blinds most of the world overnight. Those who can still see wake to find cities stalled, hospitals abandoned, and social order already thinning.

Into that vacuum step the triffids — tall, mobile, venomous plants that had once been cultivated for their valuable oil. Now untended, they begin to spread.

Who do you band together with? Who do you leave behind? What kind of society do you rebuild when sight — literal and moral — is compromised?

Lean, practical, and unsettlingly plausible, The Day of the Triffids is one of the foundational post-apocalyptic novels. Less spectacle, more slow systemic collapse.

Well loved copy, great cover.