The War of the Worlds

H. G. Wells

In the quiet certainty of human dominance, no one imagined the truth. From the dying world of Mars, an intelligence far beyond humanity has been watching—calculating—waiting. Then one night, a “falling star” crashes into the English countryside. But it is no meteor. It is a vessel. And something inside is trying to get out. As curiosity turns to horror, mankind faces a terrifying reality: We are not the rulers of this world. We are the prey.