旼컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴커 � Dimensions In The Dark by J. L. Black Page 53 � 쳐컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴캑 � No one saw the ghost of the prince, but I saw something. I entered my � � room, turning on the light with the switch by the door, and saw a � � figure standing by the window, across the room from me. I must have � � closed the door, though I do not remember doing so, and stood � � transfixed starring at this figure. I could not determine who this � � figure was, but my perception was I knew this figure. I heard nothing, � � but knew something was being said to me. I could not determine what � � was said but was certain it was another warning. Perhaps this was not � � the case, and I merely suggested this thought because of the previous � � warnings in my dreams. The figure did not move, it stayed for only a � � few moments. I could not calculate the actual time it remained before � � me, but it seemed like only a minute or less. � � � � I still insisted I would not accept these events as fact. I dismissed � � them with the concept that they were incidents brought on by my dreams � � and the atmosphere. � � � � I was tired, but not exhausted, yet not tired enough to sleep. I read, � � even played solitaire for a while, then decided I had better get some � � sleep. I did, secretly, dread the thought of sleeping because of my � 읕컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴켸