Your parents are lying bags of dicks, everything you ever had a nightmare about is real, and probably was hiding under your bed. Parallel dimensions exist, let's get that out of the way right now. What matters more is that something is causing them to merge. A process, to put it bluntly, that can only be described as slamming one's tit in the proverbial plane of existence’s door. Or simply put, maximum unpleasantness in all the wrong places.

Monsters, creatures, anything really that can trigger that burning fear sensation that makes you wish you were already dead, are real. Like real-real, like really-really real. Trust me, but also no one…see what I did there? The Aurora Wasteland seems to be the epicenter of it all. A focal point for the strange and weird. It’s an area that lives beyond man-made borders. A place made up of people you wouldn’t want to meet. People you wouldn’t want to be either, because escaping from the nightmare that is the Aurora Wasteland, well, that’s just not possible.

Logan, Gabe, Monahan, and Jeff are and have been best friends since childhood, only they’ve never met, except they have and know everything and nothing about each other. Perfect strangers and the tightest of friends. Makes sense? Because it shouldn’t, it doesn’t to them. Not that any of that matters, because as their dimension merges with another, they seem to be the only ones that remember anything about it…the old dimension that is.

Even then, only their memories remain, while their lives have been swapped out like a saggy bag of gold. Merged with the them from the new dimension. It’s ok to be confused, none of it makes sense to them either, even if it should.

Then, there is Patty, the fifth friend they didn’t even know they had, except they did. Patty knew it was coming and tried to stop it, the Merge, that is. Only he failed and died graphically for it, dragging the knowledge he had about everything to his grave. Now, the four friends have to figure out how to try to pry themselves out of this dimension and to get home, if it’s even possible.