An Interactive Mystery Of Intrigue, Self-Discovery & Divine Revelation
Written before your eyes, and often, with your participation! Just click on a chapter link below to read and/or listen to that chapter. Be sure to scroll to the end of each chapter’s page for some accompanying music video surprises. The comments section can also be found at the end of each page, and your thoughts, comments and suggestions are always welcome and encouraged!
(An Audio Chapters Playlist is also available.)
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Missing Madam Z is an on-going interactive mystery / living novel written by our own in-house designer,
Lily Morda.
The story’s characters, settings and themes have inspired her new collection of one-of-a-kind handmade jewelry and decorative artifacts.
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 1
By Cate Morelli: When I woke up that morning, all I could think about was a cup of coffee and a hot bath. It was a bleak Tuesday in New York in November, a grey-washed day like any other. Or so I thought…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 2
By Cate Morelli: So, now, back to that bleak Tuesday in November…The year was 1992. My errands went smoothly, and after having a quick lunch, I headed downtown to my appointment with Madam Z. By then, the day had partially cleared…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 3
By Lewd DeVred: If you were wondering who that shivering guy was – the one sitting on the curb on E. 12th st. all morning, looking disappointed and confused – it was just me, Lew. Lewis Edward DeVred III, to be exact. Yeah, it’s a fancy name, maybe. But, I’m a pretty simple guy…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 4
By Cate Morelli: The bar across the street from Madam Z’s studio was what appeared to be a local throw-back from the 1950’s, called “Ted’s Place”. From the outside, it seemed like the kind of neighborhood dive that few women ever ventured into, unless…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 5
By Lewd DeVred: Leaving the warm cocoon of the bar that night was like being slapped in the face with a frozen porterhouse steak. Having forgotten what season it was as we basked in the tropical temperatures that our drinking and banter had induced in equal measure, I didn’t think to put my coat on, […]
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 6
By Cate Morelli: From the beginning I had three different perspectives, or vantage points, from which to watch the scene unfold…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 7
By Cate Morelli: Lew didn’t answer after I called out his name a couple of times, so I assumed that he was in the shower. I laid in bed for a while longer, still mulling over the dream I had just had, prior to abruptly awakening…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 8
By Lewd DeVred: We settled into a cozy two-person seat on the subway, heading south towards Brooklyn, and it wasn’t long before Cate dozed off with her head resting on my shoulder. As I sat there wide awake myself, I was confused by the barrage of emotions that were churning inside of me….
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 9
By Cate Morelli: Invigorated after my chilly afternoon bike ride, I was happy to be home with my errands successfully completed, and even a few unexpected surprises in tow. Lew met me half-way down the stairs and, avoiding my gaze, smiled slightly as he took the packages I was carrying…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 10
By Lewd DeVred: I got up from my stupor, stumbling and still confused by the crazy hash-induced dream that I had had. It almost felt as if my body didn’t belong to me, like it had some other mind of its own, as I groped in the dark, oddly compelled, searching for Cate’s lute…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 11
By Cate Morelli: I woke up that Thursday morning in a profound fog. I was in my bed, naked, under the covers, but I had no recollection regarding how I had gotten there. My last clear memory of the night before was of seeing Lew, utterly enraptured,…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 12
By Daphne: When I awoke with a start, the clock next to my bed said 3.10 A.M. The room was cold, and I lay there for a moment, paralyzed by fear, convinced that I had heard a loud scraping noise coming from the apartment below. Her apartment…
Missing Madam Z: Chapter 13
By Cate Morelli: There was a small crowd gathered in front of Madam Z’s flat when I arrived at Daphne’s place, still shattered, a little after 10 AM. Caressed by the sun’s rays, Madam Z’s now electric blue front door gave off a glittering iridescent display, reflecting and throwing the light with such intensity, that […]