Book Description
In desperate attempts to escape an unknown world, a young, fatuous girl, named Scarlett finds herself trapped between the crossing fumes of two of the four stratums, a place the boy called The Oblivion. A recollection of the strange tale, that no matter how hard she tried to make go away, just stuck too well to the mind. The thing was, it didn't just stick, it dwelled. The very transpiration lurked and had a mind of it's own. As the two black hands meet twelve on the beast's watch, the two of them must find a way out before it's too late, before The Oblivion itself is destroyed, with them inside. "It puts on an act. A facade. The funny part is, that the place is the exact opposite, a completely different thing than it poses as. The thing that you perceive is completely and utterly false."
