Brimstone Incorporated Apr 2026

Gregory gestured to the hallway behind them. From the shadows, the faint sound of a thousand telephones ringing—and a thousand people screaming in frustration—drifted into the room. "Then you join the Customer Service department. Permanently. They’ve been on hold since the 14th century."

Elias looked at the pen—a silver quill that looked like a bird's talon. He looked at the screaming darkness of the hallway. He picked up the pen. Brimstone Incorporated

Elias felt a cold dread settle in his chest. "I want to go home. Where is this? Is this Chicago?" Gregory gestured to the hallway behind them

A man named Elias sat across from him, clutching a briefcase and sweating through his shirt. Elias had been a "fixer" for a Fortune 500 company, a man who made environmental lawsuits and whistleblower complaints disappear with a few well-placed threats and payoffs. Permanently