There are places between places. Endless echoes of tile and chlorine. Welcome to the Poolrooms.

Vuk Petrovic, ruthless tycoon, crashes not onto pavement, but into a liminal hell of gleaming white tile and sickly cyan water. This is no spa day. Its an impossible architecture of the mind, a realm where physics fray, time loops, and the only constants are a relentless dripping sound and the suffocating sense of wrongness.

Stripped of his identity, haunted by phantoms of a life built on crueltya forgotten wife, a neglected son, the mocking face of a rivalVuk navigates surreal chambers that endlessly replicate, each more unsettling than the last. Is this a drug trip? Purgatory? Or has he simply slipped through a crack in reality?

Hes not alone. A grotesque, red-eyed caretaker stalks these hallspart guide, part tormentor, serving bizarre cocktails and pronouncements on the nature of existence. It knows Vuks fading memories, his deepest fears. And it doesnt seem keen on him finding a door.

"Cyan Waters" plunges you into a deeply atmospheric, disorienting journey through existential dread and psychological decay. Experience Vuks unraveling through visceral, dreamlike prose that mirrors the nightmarish landscape. This is Weird Fiction that lingers, a chilling exploration of guilt, identity, and the terrifying possibility of becoming lost forever in the spaces behind the world.

What waits at the end of an infinite corridor when the only exit is oblivion?

Submerge yourself in an unsettling mystery. Enter the cyan waters.

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Cyan Waters: A Story From the Poolrooms

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