What if the cure for trauma was more dangerous than the trauma itself?
Kareem Nasser is a man without a past — and maybe that’s by design. When a recovered memory leads him to a forgotten facility called The Dollhouse, he uncovers a global psychological experiment that rewired subjects into obedient echoes of themselves. But the program didn’t die when he escaped. It evolved.
Now, something new is Dollmind — a viral belief system rising from the wreckage of erased identities. Some see it as healing. Others call it a cult. And Kareem? He may be the last person who can stop it… because he was the first one they built it around.
Blending psychological thriller, mystery, and speculative tension, The Dollmind Protocol is a gripping descent into memory, control, and what happens when belief becomes the most dangerous system of all.
For fans ofBlack Mirror, Severance, and The Silent Patient, this novel dares to If you escape the lie, can you survive the truth?
The Dollmind Protocol is a quick, entertaining read that moves at a brisk pace—one clue almost instantly leads to the next. On the plus side, the prose is solid and generally well crafted, which makes for an easy Kindle binge. However, character development is minimal, and there’s almost no real conflict to speak of. You zip from one revelation to another, but it rarely builds tension, so the story never quite grips you.
As the plot unfolds, things get stranger and more convoluted. It centers on a man entangled in an experiment involving multiple people’s identities—whether he’s an experimenter, a subject, a template, or all three remains frustratingly unclear. By the halfway point, the twists start feeling less believable, and the repetitive phrasing only underlines how thin the foundation really is. At times, the narrative almost reads like it was stitched together by an AI—competent language, but lacking human depth.
I have to admit I found most of it incomprehensible. The core concept has promise—identity manipulation is rich territory—but here it doesn’t coalesce into anything satisfying. It’s a shame, because the book’s brevity (well under 20,000 words, which makes the cover price a head-scratcher) means it could have been beefed up with more substance or trimmed down into a more coherent flash piece.
In the end, The Dollmind Protocol isn’t for me. If you’re curious about experimental sci-fi with a rapid-fire style and don’t mind sacrificing clarity and character depth, you might get a kick out of it.