In the stillness of an unremarkable town, the sky begins to weep ink — thick, black drops that stain not just the streets, but the minds of those it touches. Memories dissolve like wet paper. Names vanish from tongues. Entire lives are unwritten. As reality blurs into dream, a barefoot child appears, silent and strange, whispering of “the world below the page,” where forgotten things sink and stories go to rot.
Mara Quinn, a schoolteacher haunted by dreams she no longer remembers, clings to the fraying threads of her identity as the town fades around her. To survive, she must follow the child into the folds between worlds — where the sky is not leaking, but bleeding ink from a pen that never meant to write her at all.
