Evening; dinner, and a knocking sound behind me has been revealed not to be my father returning home - instead, a seven foot tall spindly creature lopes through the entrance to the dining area. It is not of this world; an impossibly thin body rises from two thinner still legs, the arms are curved at strange angles that don’t seem to exist and the head has no face save for two red, glowing eyes. It reminds me of a stick figure, if a stick figure could be so three dimensional. It has a purpose, and that purpose is malevolent. This malevolence is not made apparent by any threatening action or movement and yet it is more tangible than the food I was eating moments before. The creature is obviously evil, there is no question about it, but I do not feel threatened. The harm it will do is not personal, it is simply the way that the future will unfold. The creature seems embarrassed that it has been caught and quickly ducks back into the hallway. I am briefly aware that things like this happen all the time. The whole incident takes two seconds.

I forget all about it.