The universe is made of string. When the knots tighten, the cosmos quakes. It's a tough job being a gumshoe in an interdimensional city full of gods, living concepts and weirder things. Good thing I'm a stringwalker, able to jump between realities. It started when I was hired to investigate an explosion at a casino. A simple heist, I thought, but it turned into a race to stop the apocalypse. So I rolled the dice, and now I'm up against...