Before Marienbad, before L'Eden et Apres, Alain Robbe-Grillet wrote a short book called In The Labyrinth, ostensibly a story about a soldier lost in a small town, on a mission to deliver a parcel. The book winds itself into a topology of a phantom place. It is prefaced with a disclaimer,

This story is fiction, not a report. It describes a reality which is not necessarily that of the reader's own experience: thus the infantry in the French army does not have the military number on the coat-collar. Similarly, the recent history of Western Europe has recorded no important battle at Reichenfels or even nearby. And yet the reality here in question is strictly physical, that is to say it has no allegorical significance. The reader should therefore see in it only the objects, the gestures, the words and the events that are told, without seeking to give them either more or less meaning than they would have in his own life, or in his own death.

It's a wonderful book.