Containment Not Recommended

Luis Cannon was a hardboiled detective. Trench coat, gravel voice, and a nose for trouble. Then he touched the Cognichonk: a cursed, possibly divine relic disguised as a cosmic cat toy.

Now his mind is fractured, scattered across a psychic network of orange cats.

When they sync with the Cognichonk, they become him. Sharp, cynical, noir-narrating sleuths. When it fades? Back to licking power cords and screaming at ceiling fans.

But something’s wrong in the network. Cats are remembering things they shouldn’t. An old rival is clawing toward ascension. And the Cognichonk? It’s choosing sides.

If Luis doesn’t solve the case soon, he won’t just lose his mind. He’ll lose what’s left of himself.

A surreal noir-fantasy full of cursed sigils, prophetic kittens, and feline-fueled conspiracies, Containment Not Recommended is a detective story with claws.

Because the truth purrs.

And it bites.