​There’s something terrifying about being alone with your thoughts.

For Lizzie Stevenson, even five minutes is too long--that’s why she’s always chasing that next distraction.

But when a home invader ties her to a chair, Lizzie finds herself stuck between a rock and a crazy space, forced to confront a surprising darkness lurking in her past.
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***The following story contains adult themes. Virgin eyes, beware! (I’m looking at you, mom.)***

Oil prices have plunged into negative territory. The used car index has cratered. Governments are issuing a universal basic income to its citizens.

Society as we know it is a house of cards built upon smoke and mirrors. There’s a very dangerous reason the Powers That Be don’t want people to see the truth.
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But it’s already too late.

A mysterious gift shop appears overnight in a city known for weird, paranormal, and sometimes apocalyptic activities.

But it's probably no big deal.

It's just a gift shop.

​Probably.

​Coffee. Pandemics. Unemployment.