By John Wyndham
In 1951 John Wyndham released his novel The Day of the Triffids to average acclaim. Fifty-two years later, this frightening tale is a technology fiction vintage, touted by way of The Times (London) as having “all the truth of a vividly learned nightmare.”
Bill Masen, bandages over his wounded eyes, misses the main amazing meteorite bathe England has ever noticeable. elimination his bandages the following morning, he unearths plenty of sightless humans wandering town. He quickly meets Josella, one other fortunate one that has retained her sight, and jointly they go away town, acutely aware that the secure, regular global they knew an insignificant twenty-four hours earlier than is long past forever.
But to outlive during this post-apocalyptic international, one needs to live on the Triffids, unusual vegetation that years earlier than began to appear world wide. The Triffids can develop to over seven toes tall, pull their roots from the floor to stroll, and kill a guy with one speedy lash in their toxic stingers. With society in shambles, they're now poised to prey on humankind. Wyndham chillingly anticipates bio-warfare and mass destruction, fifty years earlier than their cognizance, during this prescient account of chilly battle paranoia.