It begins with the kind of murder that men are accustomed to - and then comes the rain and the kind of killing that none can understand.The water drops like a shroud on the town of Bixby. Warm, viscous and unnatural, it coats the inhabitants in an unending torrent - and turns them into crazy, hate-filled maniacs. A helpful stranger at a gas station shoves a petrol pump down a customer's throat and squeezes the trigger. An entire cinema queue smashes its way inside the movie house to slice up the dry people within. A loving wife hurls herself at her husband and bounces his skull on the marble floor until it sounds like the back of his head has turned into sloppy wet meat...The rain falls on customers as they enter Bixby's ritziest restaurant - and hurl themselves on the diners within like a pack of starving wolves. It falls on Maureen as she delivers pizza - she delivers a haymaking punch with a rock in her fist instead. And as pretty Denise opens the door to her boyfriend who has come to help her babysit, it falls on him too...