Maybe I'm crazy but....
Here’s my crackpot-but-maybe-not-so-crackpot theory about Severance and multiple dimensions:
I’m convinced that Lumon isn’t just slicing people’s memories—it’s splitting their entire realities. The severed floor might literally be a pocket dimension that sits outside normal space. Why? Because everything down there makes zero sense if it’s just a regular basement:
- Those impossible hallways where the panel counts never match? That could be some sort of Escher-like geometry because you’re not in the same physical world anymore.
- The “dead” wife who still exists as Ms. Casey? Maybe Gemma was “shifted” into this separate dimension. It’s how she’s “dead” out here but alive in there.
- All the random departments—goat care, bizarre labyrinths, child managers—fit better if Lumon has discovered how to fold or merge spaces. Employees can’t leave because the place literally defies normal physics.
On top of that, the show’s core theme is about dividing a single person into two distinct identities. Well, what if it’s more than a mental barrier? Maybe the severance chip anchors your work-personality in a parallel world, ensuring your outie can’t recall the experience. The geometry weirdness, the fact that no one knows what Lumon actually does, and the vague references to huge undiscovered wings of the building all scream “they’re messing with space (or dimensions) as well as minds.”
It would also explain how people like Ms. Casey/Gemma can just vanish. If you can yank someone from one dimension to another, “retirement” is basically an interdimensional lock-up. And it sure makes sense that the Board is never seen in person—they might literally be perched in another plane.
I know it’s a wild theory, but Severance already feels intentionally surreal. A dimensional spin ties together a lot of those creepy puzzle pieces and adds a sci-fi layer that goes beyond simple memory blocking. If the severed floor is basically a hidden slice of reality, it finally explains all the insane architecture, people’s sudden disappearances, and why no one can just walk out the door.
Anyway, that’s the gist. Let me know if I’ve gone off the deep end or if you think I’m onto something.