In life, the fight against evil most often gets imposed from the outside. It isn’t driven by noble motives, and it isn’t paved with good intentions. For some, it’s work; for others, there’s no choice. And someone equates it with redemption. When the time comes, no one will be able to stand aside. Wherever you are—among the world of vengeful ghosts, in the endless complex of Khrushchyov-era panel blocks, or up on a Martian dome—there will come a moment when peace ends.