In 1885, on the crumbling Austro-Hungarian border, a forgotten registry building named Roszh va quietly processes people, papers, and memories-until a silent clerk arrives who refuses to end anything. What begins as a bureaucratic anomaly evolves into a breath-driven horror of recursion, identity collapse, and narrative delay. Every sentence written around him deepens the building's dependency on hesitation. No one remembers why he came. Only that nothing has concluded since.
A psychological horror novel in the tradition of Shirley Jackson and Mark Z. Danielewski, Benjamin Dusk's No One Remembers Roszh va is a meditation on history, authorship, and the terrifying quiet of not being forgotten-but being formatted.