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XXII<br />

introduction<br />

cal and national security consequences of penetration from a higher<br />

world.<br />

"What's that?" Sally stops dead in her tracks, her gaze transfixed on<br />

the nearby bushes.<br />

There are rustling sounds, like wind on dry leaves. An ammonia odor<br />

permeates the cool air. Suddenly, several blobs of skinoid materialize.<br />

Sally clenches her fists. "My God! What are they?"<br />

The pulsating objects resemble flesh-colored balloons constantly<br />

changing size. They remind you of floating splotches in a lava light.<br />

You smile. "I have the key to all the enigmas of the universe: God,<br />

ghosts, and all manner of paranormal."<br />

Sally stares at the bobbing blobs. Some contain teeth, claws, and hair.<br />

For an instant the blobs become wormlike, with intricate vascular systems<br />

beneath their translucent coverings. "I don't want to hear any more<br />

about your philosophy. Let's get out of here."<br />

You sit down on a cold gravestone and point to the strange shapes<br />

that float around in midair. "It's a single four-dimensional being."<br />

Sally withdraws her .22-caliber pistol and takes cover behind an old<br />

oak tree. "How do you know that?" she whispers. With her free hand she

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