
What if your city knew your name for one day?
The barista, the taxi uncle, the stranger at the crossing — everyone has read the script. You haven’t.

The barista, the taxi uncle, the stranger at the crossing — everyone has read the script. You haven’t.

And only one reads the menu. You chose who.


A man in a hat asks each of you one question. By evening, yesterday’s plan is on fire. Literally.

By artists who have never met her. She is the last to know.

Every sailor knows at which hour the story turns.


A stranger at the table knows the story none of you tells.

The song from the first car. The table from the first date. The friend who flew in.
Nothing in it exists before the first conversation.

Five things happen before the day. None of them is visible on the day.

Twenty minutes with the one who orders. Who it is for, and what they have never been given.

Two to eight weeks to write and cast.

The stranger, the stylist, the curator, the man in the hat — professionals, rehearsed for weeks.

Real places in the real city: a closed boutique, a gallery, a table for twelve.

Nothing is filmed unless you ask. Afterwards, the day is written down once — for them.

“I was completely overwhelmed throughout the entire day by all the surprises.”

“It allowed us to travel into the future. To see all that we can be made us fearless.”

A date, an anniversary, a proposal.

One friend who thinks it is dinner.

A leadership team of two to twelve.

Children from five to twelve — and the grown-ups.

One table, eight guests.

One Saturday. Usually eight on board.

One visitor. One afternoon.
“It is not often I get really WOWed, but this one deserves sharing. I think it’s the greatest gift I could have given her.
Martina KlingvallFounder & CEO · Telness Group · ordered the day for her sister
“Teleport is visionary and playful and reawakens, at an essential level, what it is to be human.
David GlassTheatre director · United Kingdom
“The best day ever. So happy that I was a part of this day.
Sanne FemlingA friend who was in on it
There is no price list, because there is no standard story. The cost depends on the cast, the length of the story and what has to be built for it. We share it after the first conversation, as one figure for everything: the script, a cast rehearsed for weeks, every door in the story, and the telling afterwards. It is not a thing in a box. It is a day that is retold for years — and one record of it, in one copy. The budget you choose on the form tells us what size of story to write.
From two to eight weeks, depending on the story; two days with a cast inside a company take up to ten.
The restaurant, the room, the boat: by us or by a partner we introduce, depending on the story. You never book anything yourself.
That is up to you. Some know a story is coming, some do not — and the one it is for can know that something is coming, not what. In both cases nothing goes the way they expect.
From one person to twelve; larger groups on request.
Film and photography — by request. Otherwise nothing is recorded.
Not a quest: nothing to solve, no timer, no screen. Closer to a film you are inside. The people who write it make films, series and immersive theatre; the directors are used to plots with more than one road; the actors improvise; the make-up, the costumes and the sets are the real thing. Among our references — La Belle Époque and, without the extremes, The Game. The stories are warm, and they end well.
With a childhood dream of building a teleportation machine. The machine never worked; the idea did: a day that takes one person somewhere they could not have reached alone. The team came from the high-end side of film and series, theatre, magic, music and art. Writing those days is the thing we still cannot stop doing. Singapore is home; the rest of the world on request.