Oh good—now you have it too! Every other time you blink, you see the beings that were always living among us. Blink, they're gone. Blink, they're back again. Strolling our streets, across from us on the bus, perusing art at the museum. Some folks’ brains just break the day they finally open their eyes (ha!) to this extra dimension. But we’re just like you: We have our own houses, movies, pet cockapoos, tragedies, pizza parties. Like you, we fear death and will do practically anything to hold it off, lest we transition back again—to you, the living, the humans. Blink.