旼컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴커 � Diminsions Of The Dark by J.L. Black � 쳐컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴캑 � was starting relax a little. � � � � "Tell me again what your friend told you about the dimensional realm." � � Thomas said, breaking our agreed silence. � � � � "She said there are many planes of reality. And each plane of reality � � is a dimensional existence. We transfer from one plane to another � � without being fully aware of this activity. Somehow this � � transformation took place with all of you through some power of the � � being within the house on the hill." I did not tell Thomas who I � � believed the power to be. This concept sounded outlandish enough � � without introducing the thought of this entity being Hitler. � � � � "Okay. What else did she say. There must be something that will give � � us a clue on how to confront this problem," Thomas said. His manner � � was one of an analytical nature. Approaching the entire circumstance � � from a more scientific attitude rather than an emotional attitude, � � which I had approached it. He did not show any difficulty in accepting � � the events I had told him with regards to Anna and the house. Quite � � the contrary, he acted as if this were a common everyday occurrence. I � 읕컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴켸