A world full of humans, but devoid of life death has finally hung up his scythe: all the souls have been gathered, the earth just a museum piece for the machines. now, he spends his time relaxing in the void with the one and only machine-built soul - a soul that cannot enter paradise. all is peaceful until one soul escapes from heaven, forcing death and his ghostlike companion on a journey that may destroy the very concept of what it means to be alive. the second novel in j. s. wright's ever-increasing collection, soul searching throws a fresh perspective on the eternal philosophical questions of life, death, freewill and whether a red dress is practical attire for reaping. whilst he has been unable to get hold of people famous enough to quote on the front cover, julian's works have been highly recommended by his editor, at least one of his friends, and his mother.