Hi reader. Iz here. For the sake of navigability, I’ve decided to create a landing site for all cases of Vibes Detectives’ Agency1, all in one place. It will remain pinned to the top of the page, for as long as Vibes is running. For every case, under the cover art, you’ll see links to each chapter out so far.
Brief: After a spirit channeling gone wrong, I (Iz, a mathematician) and my best friend Santi (a mystic)2, are forced to confront our views on reality… and a ghost!
Prologue and Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three.
Brief: A few months into this whole ‘ghost hunting’3 thing, Santi and I are hired to work a case that tests our friendship and our resolve by sending us... to Culver City4.
Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three.
Brief: After accidentally releasing a mind devouring demon into Glendale5, Santi and I finally find someone who can teach us how to be safe while ghost hunting. She doesn’t want to though.
Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three.
Bonus!!!
The One True God Is Chaos. That Is The One Alter I will Bend The Knee At. An interview with Diogo Hausen.
Well, I suppose that’s a little inaccurate, as these are only some of the cases we’ve had over the last year. Santi and I chose to include these based on the criterion of them being the only ones we wrote down. Arbitrary or no, Santi was excited to see that they have a narrative arc of sorts.
This has always struck me as a fraught term. While, yes, Santi is one of my dearest friends, and our unique relationship— ghost hunting partners, business owners, festival co-attendees — leads to a special kind of closeness, what makes us ‘best’. I—being a mathematician— gravitate towards structure and metric over loose nomenclature, but friendship doesn’t seem to fit into any theoretical framework, by way of scale. Despite any stereotype you may be able to draw upon, what with me being a nebbish over-thinker and academic, I’m lucky enough to have a large and diverse circle of friends; typically something for which I am very grateful, until someone asks me who my ‘best friend’ is. What was intended as a lukewarm getting to know you question is just as likely as not to send me spiraling into guilt and terror.
For the sake of argument.
A neighborhood that, I think it’s fare to say, is the Ohio of Los Angeles.
An underrated neighborhood. Sure, there’s not much for night life, but it happens to have one of my top two coffee shops in LA, and who can be upset about Armenian bakeries on every corner.