0...Wakey!

When two travelers step into an abandoned amusement park at dusk, they expect rust and silence. Instead, they encounter a place governed by unfamiliar rules: rides with no operators, light that breathes from within objects, and machines that awaken to mirror forgotten fragments of the past. Denzel, the quiet architect of the park, leads SeaAsia through attractions that appear and vanish at will. Screens reveal childhood moments she cannot remember; reflections fold time like paper; and a Ferris wheel carries crescents and stars instead of passengers—one gondola clinging by a thread to nothing but faith. As seasons shift in a heartbeat—from spring to autumn to summer—the boundaries of memory, identity, and reality dissolve. The amusements are not playful—they are rituals of unraveling, exposing the fragile scaffolding of the self and the seduction of nothingness that waits beneath. Part surreal fairy tale, part noir meditation, part meta-fiction that twists and questions its own existence, this novel follows characters who sense they may be reflections rather than originals, guided by a narrator who resists the very idea of narrative. At its core lies a single, unblinking question: What happens when imagination becomes the last place a person can walk, and even it begins to collapse?