Description

There's something... different about Terrance lately, and he can't put a single one of his ten fingers on exactly what it is. In fact, he doesn't seem to realize there even is a difference, preoccupied as he is with the many other differences around him.

For instance, didn't Milwaukee used to have more, well, people in it? And why won't the Sun move at all from its place in the center of the sky? And who are all these kids Terrance's age who seem to think they know him, looking for something they call the Orb of the Zodiac? Even more important, how long has Terrance's bedroom been the size of a cardboard box, and why is a giant, three-headed brofibechanic dragon flying around outside of it, and since when have the city's ants been able to speak English?

As Terrance soon learns, the answers to all these odd questions and more can only be found within himself. In fact, he might be the very person responsible for this series of strange happenings Prepare yourself for a trip down the rabbit hole of Terrance's mind, and hope that you don't join him at the bottom of it for all eternity