12 min read serial

casper [at] the roses.

Chapter 2: There are times when I think about going somewhere new, somewhere I’ve never been before where I can learn to write again... But if I left Brooklyn, I wouldn’t be able to drink at The Roses every day.
casper [at] the roses.

(Manhattan Ave)

by Odious Awry

This is Chapter 2 of King of Spain, the serialized text art that is being channeled to me by a future version of myself called HeirMax98. It's a story about four strangers in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, who discover that they are trapped in some sort of simulation haunted by a strange entity they call, "The Curator".

In Chapter 2 we meet Casper, who is addicted to a bar he discovers might be haunted.

Paid subscribers can read Chapter 1 here. --OA

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