In the decaying neon sprawl of Hollow City, memories are commodities and forgetting is the newest addiction.
Rafe Maddox runs an illegal editing clinic out of a burned-out theatre, selling oblivion to people who can’t live with their mistakes. It’s simple work—until Lena Vale appears, desperate to delete a night she swears never happened.

When Rafe opens her file, he finds fragments of himself coded inside her mind. As he tries to untangle their connection, the city begins to glitch: streets rearrange, voices leak from dead speakers, and the line between their memories dissolves. Each session draws them closer, each touch rewrites another corner of reality, until love itself becomes a contagion.

To save what’s left of them—and what’s left of the world—they’ll have to decide which memories are worth dying for… and which should never have existed at all.

Rafe

I fix memories the way other people fix engines—quietly, for cash, no questions.
Every client leaves lighter, emptier, easier to forget.
Until she walks in asking to erase one night that doesn’t exist.
Now her dreams are bleeding into mine, and the city keeps whispering her name through every broken radio.
I don’t believe in ghosts.
But maybe I built this one.

They said deleting a memory would make the pain stop.
Instead, something followed me out of the machine—his voice, his touch, his face I shouldn’t know.
Every time he edits me, another piece of him stays.
And when the power grid hums, I swear the city remembers us both.