“You will die in a spectacular and glorious fashion.”
A pink-haired madwoman bursts through the window and locks a U-shaped bike lock around my neck:
“Come with me. We’re going to find Millennium.”
Time-travel highways, the Correction Bureau, rifts in time, and unwanted old objects. Plastic water guns, rusty cassette tapes, a scrapped Subaru: every item hides a forgotten memory.
My teammates? A courier who’s running late, a study-obsessed nerd, a washed-up influencer, and an old grease monkey.
Absurdity is the norm, snark is our weapon, and heartbreak hides behind the laughs. First, stay alive. Then find Millennium.
[Adventure on the open road · Urban supernatural powers · Empowered by old objects]
