Picture, if you will…a mountain town where the strange does not hide in shadows but stands in plain sight. Wallace, Idaho: the Center of the Universe. Neon stars blazing above, a small UFO resting on the pavement below. Not soaring through the cosmos, but sitting quietly beside the sign, as if it landed here and never left.
On its side, a sticker clings—a deer, staring blankly forward, with words that chill more than they explain: Did you hear about Terry?
No one seems to know who Terry is. No one seems to ask. And yet, the question lingers, like the hum of something just beyond the senses.
This is Wallace: a town where curiosity is not just invited, but required.
You’ve entered…the dimension of Wallace.”