Oddball and loner Oliver Quinn was raised by his uncle, the proprietor of New York’s most bizarre emporium of Oriental rugs, Ozymandias & Son. Zoned out more than he’s zoned in, Oliver perceives patterns in everything – from fallen autumn leaves in Central Park, to the freckles on a stranger’s face. When his uncle gives him a mysterious paperweight said to have been in the family for centuries – since it was discovered by a farmer on the Mongolian Steppes – Oliver’s life changes in the most extraordinary way. 

Gaining entry into the secret Realm that shrouds all our lives, he learns what he imagines to be reality is no more than a fragment of what actually exists. In a multiverse, where every permutation is not only possible but certain, our world is an insignificant backwater. With the veil lifted, Oliver is introduced to a parallel life form with which we share the multiverse… The mysterious and all-powerful race of Jinn. Far from the loveable blue-skinned giants projected by Hollywood, Jinn are capable of wreaking terror on an unknown scale. When they go rogue, as they frequently do, they must be captured. This perilous task is entrusted to the bravest fraternity of warriors in existence – the Jinn Hunters. Stumbling into the secret heart of the Realm, Oliver learns of the Prism. A vast penitentiary fashioned from sheets of impregnable glass, it contains legions of incarcerated Jinn. But, as Oliver soon comes to understand, his arrival is no accident. Having brooded for an eternity – since being imprisoned by King Solomon – the most evil Jinn in all existence has just escaped... Nequissimus. The future of the Realm rests on Oliver Quinn, whose ancestral bloodline is primed to capture the great Jinn, thereby saving not only humanity, but the entire multiverse. 

Quite possibly the most original book of its age, it lures the reader into a Twilight Zone conjured from pure imagination.