Quantum Cartography: Navigating the Non-Existent
A map of what isn’t? Discover the Quantum Cartographers, who navigate existence by charting its absence.
A map of what isn’t? Discover the Quantum Cartographers, who navigate existence by charting its absence.
When an alien sees humanity for the first time, what truths are revealed—and what remains hidden?
In a world without sound, memory becomes the last rebellion against oblivion.
When thoughts never spoken start to live—what happens to the self left behind?
In a world gone mad, the last dumpster rules — and so does a king with zero survival skills.
What if your brain randomly ‘undid’ your last ten minutes? Welcome to life’s worst glitch.
What happens when you’re born into the wrong reality—and the universe won’t let you leave?
When the universe forgets someone exists, they don’t die—they vanish from meaning itself.
A clerk discovers his secret isn’t in his jar—because he’s the secret.
A scientist discovers memories aren’t hers—but the truth is far darker.
In a formless realm of bouncing squelches, nothing makes sense—but laughter still echoes through the void.
In a world devoid of names, matter, and meaning, existence itself dissolves into an unknowable rhythm. There’s no survival. There’s only the resonance.
A man wakes up to find his memories dissolving into sand, but nothing exists. As he pieces together fragments of nothingness, he begins to realize that everything is already gone. Nothing matters, but everything is falling apart.
A life filled with routine is broken by an unexpected moment, unraveling the very fabric of self. But what happens when nothing makes sense anymore?
A person lives their life, but their memories are never their own—each thought divided by an invisible thread, split into multiple selves. The truth, when it is found, is nothing they could have ever predicted.
An individual’s mind is inhabited by the consciousness of others, and as they struggle to regain control, the very fabric of reality begins to distort.
A Body Without a Name When Kiran woke up, she had no name. It was not amnesia. It was not a forgetting. It was as if her identity had simply been peeled away, wiped clean. Her first conscious thought—her first recognition—was the sensation of her hands. The way they looked, the way they felt—like they
A lone figure with a strange device holds the key to a reality-shattering truth. But the cost of discovery may be the unraveling of time itself.
Time stopped asking when. It started asking who.
A talking sock exposes Jared’s regrets—and the town’s secrets—in a surreal dark comedy where humor and horror collide