Sam Marvin
Age 28. Garage inventor. Dreamed a machine. Built it anyway.
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Sam Marvin is a broke inventor in a town with 420 people and zero stoplights. One night he dreamed the blueprints for a machine. He woke up and built it in his garage. It opens doors to realities nothing like our own. He keeps using it anyway. He has a wife, two kids, and a Tuesday to get through.
Plainview  Population: 420  "Nothing to see here."
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Population 420. Zero stoplights. One garage you should not walk into.
Click any building to meet who works there, who hangs out there, and who has been quietly keeping track of everyone else.
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A town of 420 people. Most are minding their own business. Several are minding yours. One of them is minding dimensions that are not technically ours.
Age 28. Garage inventor. Dreamed a machine. Built it anyway.
The twin who sees everything. Says little. Means all of it.
Sam's wife. Sharp, loving, exasperated. Glasses off means trouble.
The twin who asks too many questions. Loudly.
The newest Marvin. Coming soon.
The critic. Has never approved of anything.
Gerald's Pomeranian. Thinks he's a Rottweiler. Barks at everything.
Julian and Rosie's son. Sweet kid, zero filter.
Tripp's nemesis. Patient but pushed to the limit.
Lunch lady. Runs the cafeteria like a Polynesian feast.
Hamster escape artist with the soul of Zorro. No cage can hold him.
Bank manager. Precision meets warmth. Secretly fascinated by risk-takers like Sam.