Glen Runciter is dead.
Or is he?
Someone died in the explosion orchestrated by his business rivals, but even as his funeral is scheduled, his mourning employees are receiving bewildering messages from their boss. And the world around them is warping and regressing in ways which suggest that their own time is running out.
If it hasn't already.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - DinadansFriend - LibraryThing
The nature of reality, our use of religion, industrial espionage, and a glimpse of PTSD, are mixed into a drifting story that emphasizes treacher. One of Dick's better pieces but not a movie script idea. Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - michaeladams1979 - LibraryThing
So many weird concepts in this one. Another gnostic-reality classic. I think my second favorite PKD novel of the ones ۪ve read after The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch Read full review