The story of a man who sleeps for two hundred and three years and wakes up in a completely transformed London. Because of compound interest on his bank accounts, this man has become the richest individual in the world. A fanatic socialist and author of prophetic writings, the main character awakes to see his dreams realized, and the future revealed to him in all its dystopian horror. He closed the door noiselessly. The house door was standing open, and he went out beyond the porch, and stood where the monkshood rose at the corner of the garden bed. From this point he could see the stranger through the open window, still and dim, sitting head on hand. He had not moved.