You’re dead. You are in a place where everyone else is dead, too. But nobody speaks to anybody else, just walks around muttering to themselves. Where is this place? Who are these other dead dudes? How did they get here? How do you get out, for Lucifer’s sake?
Two men, Hart and Bowler, seem to be trapped in a square mile of Coventry, a space superimposed on the real town, where they can walk around and through buildings, cars, people. Hart has been there for something like 60 years. Hardly any new people ever come, but they can see what he calls ‘flyers’ appearing above the city and disappearing into the heavens. There are also those few mysterious ‘blueys’. What are they?
When the much younger Bowler arrives, Hart goes to him immediately and tries to speak with him as Bowler acclimates. Apparently it works, and they can speak and hear each other, and pal around together.
I am such a sucker for anything with “Quantum” or “Physics” in the title, I just had to see what this was all about. What it is about is Not Knowing. We the readers have no clue, no more clue than the people in what Hart calls The Foyer. It is just an amazing story, and we come to find out more and more only as our two fellows find out anything.
It’s called a metaphysical fantasy, and that just about covers it. I love reading others’ ideas of the afterlife. And this one is a doozy. I kept reading and reading, unable to put it down because I wanted to know WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE! I can’t possibly guess if you would like it. I loved it, but I suspect it is not for everyone.
Some of the blurbs call it a murder mystery, but it isn’t really a murder mystery. A couple of people are found ‘dead’ which is really a mind blower, because hey, they are already dead, right? Although now they are really dead. [Scratching head in perplexity.] Were they ‘murdered’? How did they ‘die’?
I just so love it when I come across a novel idea and the execution of that idea is absolutely superb. Yeah.