A man spends his days playing a game appearing in the Journal. This is where to find appear in a grid, the little green man. A game he won for two years now. In his city, he is regarded as a popular character. But here: it appears that this game is claiming too; asks too. And soon comes the impression that this whole damn city will turn around him and the next grid to complete. So, question: how to get the hell? Paranoid as hell, the book evokes the cult TV series The Prisoner and what will be the Truman Show. In a kind of post-Kantian novel, Dick tries to circumvent a becoming-world around one man who occupies the place of the scapegoat / savior and whose being is reduced to a pure deductible function. First clumsy and damn intriguing, disarticulated Time remained too long exhausted. Editions J'ai Lu repair a wrong.
