Nemonymous Night

The carpet was quite ordinary. In Man City an ocean liner is mysteriously stranded in Dry Dock. The children are missing and a search party has been sent out. The inhabitants of the city have taken to drinking Angel Wine, or dreaming that they do. Meat and poultry are merging in disquieting ways. Only at the zoo can the citizens be sure that dreams are not reality. It will take Mike, the Hawler, to heal the city of its dream sickness. But first he must learn what a Hawler is. A second search party is sent from elsewhere by the Jules Verne Tour Company in a Drill with unkempt carpets in its library and cockpit or was it in the dowagers’ bedroom? Perhaps the original carpet was not quite so ordinary, after all.

This is not a novel, not a book, not even fiction. It is something else, something nameless, something... nemonymous!