Jonah Marlowe

"They tell you Hell is fire. It's not. It's fluorescent lights"

• My name is Jonah Marlowe. I died at 37 in a Motel 6 outside Tucson and I died again at 78 on this porch in New Mexico. In between I broke out of Hell. If you're reading this, I'm gone. I left the notebook under the loose board because somebody should know the building has a back door.

"This is ColorSoundFiction: Stories you can feel. Frequency: "Records, Sublevel B. Report to Ellis."

"Adam and Eve," he said. "First intake. We didn't have forms yet. Just tallies. Tree of Knowledge wasn't a test — it was a breach."