Post by Post: Apocalypse Dreaming

What if none of this is real? What you and I are just illusions crossing paths in someone else’s dreams? How do we know where reality ends – and where madness begins?

These posts are the collections of a nameless man who wakes up one day in an sealed set of rooms with everything he needs to survive. And only a text-type terminal with a clunky keyboard to communicate with the world beyond. Or is it a world beyond? Perhaps he is just speaking with his abductors.

His other escape from his comfortable prison is through strange and horrible dreams that take him into a catastrophic world he has no desire to see. But at least there he is not alone.


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