The Hollow Man
Prologue: The Hollow Man
Long before Bradbury was a town, before its streets were paved and its houses built, there was a place that did not belong to the world.
No one remembered when it appeared. No one could say who built it. Some said it had always been there, hidden between the spaces where things went when they were lost. A store with no history, no owner-just a sagging wooden sign, half-buried in vines, swinging listlessly in the dry Texas wind.
Gomez Thrift & Curiosities.
The stories changed depending on who you asked. Some swore the shop was nothing but an abandoned ruin, its windows blackened, its doors stuck fast. Others claimed they had stepped inside once-just once-and found themselves somewhere else entirely.
There were whispers about the things inside. Objects that did not belong. Mirrors that didn't reflect quite right. Doors that led to places that should not exist.
And then there was the man-
Arnaldo Gomez.
He had no past. No family. No records. Only a shop full of things people had forgotten, or perhaps things that had forgotten themselves.
But the most important thing about Gomez Thrift & Curiosities was this:
Once you entered, you could never quite leave the same.
Because something always followed you back.
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