Under the bed.
Come on down here with me.
Two friends—one in the country, one in distress—communicate throughout Monica Carroll’s strangely compelling Isolator, a book of puzzles and performances, and screams in the night.
From the Afterword:
It could be argued that Hugo Gernsback’s invention goes too far in pursuit of productive solitude. I have tried to follow him here, in this work, by going too far for then nothing remains for regret.