In the World…

where moles fear the dark. Where the very essence of what a mole used to be – the deep dweller of the earth’s dark domain – has been long forgotten by molar civilisation… Where the shovel is now a word used to bring fear into the hearts of little moles everywhere. One mole… dared to dig. Now, in an utterly pointless race against time, he must find his way through dark caverns, icy tundras, exploding tonic water, and dark red bricks that have utterly no purpose whatsoever...