At first, it seemed like coincidence. A single building in the heart of the city, every window still glowing at three in the morning. Parents pacing, children crying, neighbors murmuring behind thin walls. But when the sleeplessness stretched into days, and no one on the block could remember the last time they closed their eyes, dread began to spread.
For Maya, a single mother clinging to her son Nico, insomnia is more than exhaustion — it's a danger that makes her hands shake and her memory slip. When she nearly harms him by mistake, she realizes this is not ordinary sleeplessness. Something is feeding on them, holding them awake.
For Andre, the neighborhood graffiti artist, the insomnia becomes revelation. He begins painting sprawling murals across walls and intersections, convinced the flickering lights and low-frequency hum are "instructions." His art transforms into scripture, a desperate attempt to give shape to the chaos.
For Keene, a retired veteran, the sleepless nights confirm his darkest fears. He interprets Andre's murals as enemy propaganda, tactical psy-ops meant to soften the community for invasion. Paranoia hardens into survivalist command, and he begins arming others for a purge.
For Tasha, a lifelong organizer, the insomnia is a test of solidarity. She fights to hold neighbors together even as they splinter into paranoia and hallucination. When fire spreads and bullets fly, she becomes a literal shield, her own half-erased body the last proof that togetherness can outlast annihilation.
And then there are the ones behind it all — the Orchestrators. Watching from the dark, they escalate the pressure: first with shared sleeplessness, then with hallucinations, then with severed memory and rewritten futures. Their final weapon is not fire, but the attempt to erase the very concept of solidarity itself.
Told through interlocking points of view — Maya's fear and resolve, Andre's prophetic delirium, Keene's descent into militarized paranoia, Tasha's desperate stand, and the cold observations of the Orchestrators — No One Sleeps Here is both a psychological horror and a survival anthem.
The novel explores what happens when a community is cut off, its people stripped of language, memory, even their names. When neighbors no longer recognize their own children. When faces blur into strangers. When fire spreads and fear fractures every tie.
And yet, in the ruins, something persists. A stomp. A breath. A rhythm that cannot be erased.
In its final, searing movements, No One Sleeps Here becomes the story of defiance itself — of a block that discovers survival doesn't live in individuals or words, but in the space between them.
At first, it seemed like coincidence. A single building in the heart of the city, every window still glowing at three in the morning. Parents pacing, children crying, neighbors murmuring behind thin walls. But when the sleeplessness stretched into days, and no one on the block could remember the last time they closed their eyes, dread began to spread.
For Maya, a single mother clinging to her son Nico, insomnia is more than exhaustion — it's a danger that makes her hands shake and her memory slip. When she nearly harms him by mistake, she realizes this is not ordinary sleeplessness. Something is feeding on them, holding them awake.
For Andre, the neighborhood graffiti artist, the insomnia becomes revelation. He begins painting sprawling murals across walls and intersections, convinced the flickering lights and low-frequency hum are "instructions." His art transforms into scripture, a desperate attempt to give shape to the chaos.
For Keene, a retired veteran, the sleepless nights confirm his darkest fears. He interprets Andre's murals as enemy propaganda, tactical psy-ops meant to soften the community for invasion. Paranoia hardens into survivalist command, and he begins arming others for a purge.
For Tasha, a lifelong organizer, the insomnia is a test of solidarity. She fights to hold neighbors together even as they splinter into paranoia and hallucination. When fire spreads and bullets fly, she becomes a literal shield, her own half-erased body the last proof that togetherness can outlast annihilation.
And then there are the ones behind it all — the Orchestrators. Watching from the dark, they escalate the pressure: first with shared sleeplessness, then with hallucinations, then with severed memory and rewritten futures. Their final weapon is not fire, but the attempt to erase the very concept of solidarity itself.
Told through interlocking points of view — Maya's fear and resolve, Andre's prophetic delirium, Keene's descent into militarized paranoia, Tasha's desperate stand, and the cold observations of the Orchestrators — No One Sleeps Here is both a psychological horror and a survival anthem.
The novel explores what happens when a community is cut off, its people stripped of language, memory, even their names. When neighbors no longer recognize their own children. When faces blur into strangers. When fire spreads and fear fractures every tie.
And yet, in the ruins, something persists. A stomp. A breath. A rhythm that cannot be erased.
In its final, searing movements, No One Sleeps Here becomes the story of defiance itself — of a block that discovers survival doesn't live in individuals or words, but in the space between them.
No One Sleeps Here
No One Sleeps Here
Product Details
| BN ID: | 2940181429307 |
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| Publisher: | Martin Gangley |
| Publication date: | 08/23/2025 |
| Sold by: | Draft2Digital |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 459 KB |