Our global elite secure their survival well before the common people know a thing.
Marcus Trencher, a brilliant but reclusive tech industrialist, is brought in to design massive superbunkers for this privileged class. In exchange for his talents, he only asks to oversee construction of one his own. It becomes nothing short of a subterranean palace. His life underground was to be comfortable above all else. Near the doomsday deadline, he sends his closest friend Henry Plyman to recruit desirables to join them. Plyman believes he is filling vital roles to service a population of hundreds, if not thousands. That isn't exactly the case. Unlike Plyman, Timothy Spencer refuses any part of Trencher's plan. Spencer secures a bunker bid, but elsewhere, and nowhere near as luxurious. He mines coal and subsists on a soy-based protein drink. His wife is depressed and his children grow ill. He cannot shake the sense that Trencher has a presence in his miserable new home, and he begins to investigate. It becomes a tale of two bunkers - one for the haves, and one for the have-nots.
Conspiracy runs deep. Truth tends to surface.