Rex turned quickly on his heel


Rex strained to see the other, now he was back in the real world but it was proving tricky. Back in the other realm, the presence was there, like a change in pressure - feel-able if not physical - and somehow natural. Here on the cliff, the cold wind in his hair and sunshine on his face, the constant nearness of his non-physical companion felt unnerving. Rex wondered if this was what it felt like to be haunted.

“Can you stay still so I can finally get a look at you?” he demanded of the other.

I assure you I am quite still, the voice replied, but I understand your discomfort. Allow me to make myself physical.

Rex waited.

A figure solidified before him.

“You’re not who I expected,” said Rex.