on May 22, 2014 :
"Hello Stranger" tells a story of space and time. The space is a room where young Henry wakes up and looks desperately for a way out; the time is one that has ended, swallowing all space, all life. The only odd ones out are young Henry and the room. Or are they?
Henry needs answers, and knows that some, the ones about the past, will come from his own memory: he decides to write letters to us, the Stranger, the reader. The future. Something he knows nothing about. Those about the present will come from an eery disembodied voice that takes the shape of a cold, cold fire, feeding off his fears.
The more Henry remembers, the more he writes letters to us as to how the world's gone down a hopeless route of destruction, the more he confronts life as such, human beings in all their petty contradictions, but also their beauty, and friendship, and love.
The more he comes close to the truth, the more he gains knowledge and wisdom out of books that fall like raindrops and spread open before his eyes, the more the fire grows in strength and size.
The end is not one you could easily predict. The journey to get there is one you probably need.
(reviewed 9 days after purchase)