There's not a prison in the world that can hold Malcolm Graves. He just needs to keep telling himself that. Problem is, being a living battery to some eldritch creature leaves you too much time for thinking.

A girl finds herself in annoying company, namely, that of Francis. Spades and clubs are at each others' throats, the hearts have no memories, and the diamonds are annoyingly aloof. Between them, the four childish swords are desperately trying to remedy the situation. Clothes change with the imagination, and the world is but a mirror of the real one. Welcome to Wonderland.