Between Universes with No Place to Hide.

This sort of takes place in this universe, I think.

I woke at about 1 AM EDT feeling like something had just stuck a needle in the arch of my foot. That hurt! After the shock wore off, I realized I really needed to look at the bottom of my foot in case there was actually something sticking in it. So I turned the lights on and put on my good glasses.

Much to my shock I could see the "wound" and it looked like something had attempted to push through the arch from the inside outward. It had not broken the skin but was close to it. That was when I decided to check under the covers to see if there was something there. In reality I probably should have screamed for help but I was half asleep.

Checking the bed, I found nothing and checking my foot, the tiny needle like hole was still below the skin so being old, I decided a trip to the bathroom was a good idea. That meant moving the cats and Napoleon and Ningee were both focussed on the foot of the bed, their eyes quickly darting to and fro as if they were certain some evil was going to manifest and eat them at any moment. I didn't see anything so I got up and the cats beat me to the door.

Okay, whatever was flopping around the bedroom, I was going to have to cope with by myself. Upon returning the bed I noticed a white rectangle about 2 by 3 inches turning corner to corner level with the bed at a normal pace. I quickly got to the bed and midway across when I noticed it had disappeared.

Portals are normally black, really black. They are so black you can see them in the dark. They also either shrink or expand. If they start expanding I am convinced the prudent course of action is to run like a bat out of Hell. This thing was white. For all practical purposes, you would have thought it was a piece of paper. However, disappearing paper is not on the physics agenda for this dimension.

Nothing out of the ordinary occurred the rest of the night and the cats settled down.

I have the unsettling feeling  that the boundaries between dimensions are becoming more and more unstable. It seems to have begun when the black things kept jumping at me from the side this summer. (Yes, I had my vision checked and there was nothing wrong.)

Now if I am seeing things, what are other people seeing and far more dangerous, making deals with the demon may be exciting and all of that, but what happens when the demon starts reaching through and grabbing at you? Is this why so many of our leaders are suddenly appearing to be really mentally unstable and ill? Are they sick or trying to find a place to hide? I hate to point out the obvious, but it matters not how many sacrifices you offer up if the creature wants you, then you are the main dish.

My experience is that a portal can be opened anywhere at anytime. Broad daylight is not a deterrent. There is no place to hide once they have your energetic signature. The good shine like beacons into the other dimensions. The evil are like little black holes sucking things in from the other dimensions. Either way, they can find you easily.

Orange 4th Dimensional Being

 Some days you go to the Universes. Some days they come to you.

I awoke to find myself staring at a demon or 4^th dimension being. Its head was poised on a long muscular neck. I could not see the rest of it but it appeared to be a cross between a cat and a dog with tiny shell shaped ears. It had no skin. All the muscles and ligaments were visible and oozing slime. My, but it did have huge teeth and a lot more than a dog or cat. It was a deep orange. The Kartika under my pillow was comforting and the thought of it caused the thing to withdraw and disappear.

Once my stupor was dispersed, I turned on my back and was shocked to see a swirling portal about ten inches in diameter on the ceiling. I often see them but what startled me about this one was that it was orange, the same orange as the demon.

I wondered who would send a demon of that kind to me. It takes a bit of skill and a lot of stupidity. If you were going to win a bargain with a demon, you would have already won the Lotto several times and be relaxing on a beach somewhere with little concern for me.

I had no trouble thinking of a plethora of dumb people who would pay someone to conjure one not knowing that the conjurer was going to shift the smut onto them.

You never win with a demon. The best you can hope for is stalemate or a truce. You see, demons like their payments immediate. They do not like to be in debt to anyone. Their price is always very high. They are not human. They do not think like humans. They do not feel like humans. They really hate to be bound and once free, they go after the person responsible for the binding, not necessarily the one who bound them. It is on the return they are most likely to get free.

My particular specialty is unbinding.