The Pendelton Portal

The portal arrived on a Tuesday, hidden in the tarnished silver of an unsold mirror.

Arthur Pendelton, curator of forgotten things, first noticed the static in the air, a prickle of awareness that turned his quiet warehouse into a place of watchful silence. When he finally dared to look, the mirror’s surface was no longer clouded with age but swirled with the deep, impossible colors of elsewhere.

Driven by a curiosity that outweighed his terror, the aging owner of Pendelton’s Oddities & Acquisitions tied a simple twine around his waist—a pathetic anchor against the infinite—and stepped through. He found a world of eternal twilight under a violet sky, a silent city of bronze-skinned beings, and a dimension made of pure, haunting memory.

But as Arthur stands on the precipice of the multiverse, notebook in hand, he is forced to ask the question that will define the rest of his existence: In a warehouse full of the world’s forgotten stories, what is his responsibility to the stories of everywhere else? The Pendleton Portal is a story of profound loneliness, breathtaking discovery, and the moment one ordinary man must decide if he will be a witness to infinity or its curator.