Posthumous Documents

If you accidentally cut out of reality in the wrong place, you'll end up in a back room of rancid damp carpets, a maddening yellow monotony, the never-ending hum of fluorescent lights at full blast, and some six hundred million square miles of randomly divided empty rooms. God help you if you hear something lingering nearby, because it must have heard you too... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.