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It was a nothing-special Greenwich Village day…
And good ole Chester Anderson—sometime poet, rock ‘n’ roll singer and self-proclaimed kinf of the Village—strolled along, content. Content, that is, until he saw a kid make butterflies. Real butterflies. The kind with pretty wings that flutter.
What at first seemed amusing, if a little strange, quickly changed. Chester and his ragtag pack of singers, groupies and street-wise prophets had stumbled onto a mind-blowing phenomenon that threatened the whole world. And only Chester an his ragamuffin crew could save it.
From what? From six-foot, blue lobsters from outer space.
How? With a horrifying plan that hinged on the innocence of…The Butterfly Kid.