Flat Number 9

Devlin found a new home, a new life, a new love… and a secret that could destroy it all.

Devlin thought he had found the perfect flat. He could call it his own, a mark of independence from his overbearing mother and controlling father. It was the middle finger to his cheating girlfriend. 

Why would she leave without taking the thing that was most important to her?

Exploring the flat, Devlin finds a journal belonging to the previous tenant --Gwendolyn. The pages reveal her visions: a world of which she has no understanding but to which she is intrinsically linked. Through her entries he finds himself drawn to her. He starts to question her disappearance, attracting the attention of others who will do anything to stop him learning the truth. In his search for answers he learns of a ravaged, hate-filled history belonging to a different world. He finds the strength to dig past the lies and deception, deeper into a magic beyond these walls.

"It is what it is." The man stepped to the wall again, and this time touched it, caressed it. "The essence of the chosen. It is the mirror in the magic box, the trapdoor on the grand stage of illusion. The blood of those…"

Can he find her before he is stopped, before she falls beyond his reach forever? Can he find the answers that will lead to the core of what awaits: a new identity and a love shrouded in destiny, displaced recollection and malice?