"Madame Reeeeeed!" I yelled out as I soared down into the blue origin dimension. Yes, selective seers do in fact see each other, but only in an origin dimension, either red or blue. The portal is located often around Asia, within clouds that never move. It is one of the places we are from, but it's not very large. All selective seers then grow and move into the dimension of Jewelsy, but in order to communicate, we needed to be in one of the two dimensions.
"Umbrella, hello," Fairy Bessy said as she wiped her counter down. "Madame Reed isn't here today. She has a new client."
"I do too, sort of, and I am not being silent this time." I pushed my umbrella to her counter. Before entering any further, I'd have no choice but to leave it.
"Why are you so upset, Umbrella?" Fairy Bess leaned against the counter. "You're usually not so upset."
"I'm sorry, Fairy Bessy. I feel like someone is toying with me." I sighed. "I was told to leave a girl named Jewelsy when she was little. No word. I couldn't even say goodbye. They restricted me from seeing her until yesterday. When I found her, she almost got hit by a car. Something smells."
Dominic's vision became clear again. He had gone from the white wolf to another new world. He could feel a powerful pull to someone. Mister Umbrella in the Sky.
His connection with the visions he once saw had now grown. He did more than see and travel into them. He could feel the people, he knew them inside and out. Mister Umbrella, he was an imaginary friend of Julie Mars. Mister Umbrella called her Jewelsy. He was worried about her, and with good reason. He saw the near future of them, but it was cloudy.
No one had noticed his presence yet. Mister Umbrella was talking to someone called Fairy Bessy. She clearly liked him, but he didn't reciprocate the feelings. Yet he was too polite not to give her a chance. Unknowingly coming toward Mister Umbrella was a big woman though. Plump. Dominic sensed Mister Umbrella called her Madame Reed, someone superior to him.
These feelings were amazing, yet wrong. He knew Mister Umbrella in the Sky and they had never talked. His deepest fears and his deepest secrets. It was wrong to have that much access, but Dominic couldn't change what he felt. The depth between them was nothing even remotely close to the visions back home. There was an emotional attachment to him, and he had to help him and Jewelsy. They were the destined lovers of their dimensions and their love needed to survive.
He was standing on a cloud as he continued to watch the conversation. He could already see an obsessive passion to protect Julie Mars. He smirked, the way he spoke. It was funny and whimsical. His dad before he passed away, he had a similar spirit. What little of him he could remember.
"I'm sorry, Fairy Bessy. I feel like someone is toying with me." Mister Umbrella in the Sky sighed. "I was told to leave a girl named Jewelsy when she was little. No word. I couldn't even say goodbye. They restricted me from seeing her until yesterday. When I found her, she almost got hit by a car. Something smells."
Dominic knew that too. He saw it in his mind, Mister Umbrella rescued her. She had been staring out at the clouds. "You would be right." It was time to make his presence known.
Dominic wanted to approach him like a long, lost friend. However he had to ignore that emotion. He was here only to warn him, and he wouldn't be here long. He needed to concentrate, and tell him what he needed to know. "Mister Umbrella in the Sky. I must speak with you."
"I have all the time in the world for you," he stated, bending toward Dominic. He felt better seeing the degree of acceptance from him. "Greetings, I am Mister Umbrella in the Sky. How did you know my name? And what is it that troubles you so?"
"You shouldn't be here," Fairy Bessy tried to interrupt Dominic. "It's not possible, you are human! You can't be in the blue origin dimension."
"I suggest you travel back out!"
Dominic turned. Madame Reed had sped up her approach to Mister Umbrella, choosing to reveal her position as well. She was red in the face, furious about his interruption.
"Can't we all calm down?" Mister Umbrella asked Madame Reed. "Boys do not up and walk in the blue origin dimension among us for no reason at all. Especially transparent and blue, I may add."
"A jumper from another dimension, you have to be." Madame Reed pointed at Dominic like he was evil. "You are not welcome to this world, keep jumping."
I knew those images coming from the boy's eyes. I knew of the fairytale Apocalypse Boy. Every child in Jewelsy's world knew it. Just as they knew of Snow White, Cinderella, and many more. The boy who drew pictures, had only a mother, and left his dimension to become the hero of others. "Are you Apocalypse Boy?" I asked him. He did not respond, but I knew what I had been seeing.
"Jewelsy," the boy said. "Mister Umbrella in the Sky, you must love Jewelsy. When you love each other, a being of two dimensions created will stop your apocalypse."
"I must be with Jewelsy?" I yelled toward him. He did not look back as he headed toward the back of the cloud covering. "Honestly, some decency! Have you no more to tell? Anything?"
"Jewelsy can stop it or start it," Apocalypse Boy said before he faded away. "Watch her."
"Forget it, Umbrella," Madame Reed said as she turned her attention toward me. "It was a jumper, and he didn't belong. We do not want to get mixed up with it or the crazy nonsense. I know what you're thinking, but you don't know for sure it was the fairytale boy. He could be a regular boy from a ghost dimension. Now, come with me, Mister Umbrella in the Sky."
We walked to the other side. It wasn't very large, but not everyone would be there, it was a rather small dimension. It was more of a common place for hanging out or serious discussions. There was nothing deep inside, the only ones who lingered there were new selective seers, born of the skies and clouds.
"Tell me about why you're here," Madame Reed said, "from your own mouth."
"Well, Jewelsy. Julie Mars," I added trying to keep it professional. "I was forbidden from seeing her when she was little. Anyhow, the day it was lifted, she almost lost her life. I doubt it was a coincidence."
"No, no. Hypnotic suggestion," she said.
"Hypnotic suggestion?" My voice squeaked. "Why would anyone try to hurt Jewelsy? She has already lost her whole family!"
"Yes, hypnotic suggestion." Madame Reed patted my back. "Not everything in our line of work is wonderful. Jewelsy was considered dangerous, so her family had been taken."
I had no idea what to say. "How? Why? Jewelsy was a simple girl, and then she grew up. What threat do adults pose?" Anger flooded my mouth and veins. "Who was doing this to her? Who wrote over her letters?"
"Settle down, Mister Umbrella," She cautioned me. "It was the Boogeyman."
The Boogeyman. A selective seer that had turned evil. There were some selective seers that turned, but none worse than The Boogeyman. He didn't just trick, he hurt and he was even known to kill. He tortured for fun, toying with frightened children. Even took the fairytale name as his. What could he want with Jewelsy? "Tell me more."
"What more do you need to know?" she said. "I've reached my limit. The Boogeyman is trying to take her out again now that you are allowed to watch her."
"But, why? Why?" Couldn't I get a straight answer? "That was Apocalypse Boy, wasn't it?" He had known Jewelsy's name.
"Oh, Mister Umbrella. I'm serious, I have seen jumpers before, they are trouble. You can't believe they are whom they say they are. Now, I don't know why The Boogeyman clung to your friend. All I know is that when he finds a mark, he keeps it. Something attracted him to her, and that's all I know." Madame Reed shook her head. "Just stay close to her, and don't tell her anything. Hearing The Boogeyman killed her family may be too much." She smiled. "Just follow your first priority. Making sure your client finds happiness, confidence, friends, etcetera!"
"Yes, just watch for the other forces at work trying to kill her too." I could barely smile. "On the side."
"I can't help," Madame Reed said, "just do your work, and forget about the ghost jumper. Jumpers only have one goal. To bring chaos into the world."
I marched to the front counter, grabbed my umbrella, and got out. Forget this. If someone was after Jewelsy, then I couldn't leave her side until I knew exactly what The Boogeyman had been doing.
Besides, that jumper. . .a being of two dimensions? Created from Jewelsy and I?
DIMENSION: JULIE MARS' DIMENSION
I lifted my arm as I felt my hand hit my carpet. I always tend to leave my hand hanging off the bed during sleep, but I must have been slipping further down. I scooted back in my covers further and yawned. I almost went back to sleep, but I felt the carpet on my hand again. I scooted to the middle of the bed, what was missing? I opened my eyes. The bed was lower to the ground. "Mister Umbrella?" Playing with me in the middle of the night? I needed sleep. "Knock it off." I kept seeking though. I looked over more than the bed. My dresser, my boxes, my chair, everything on the floor was sinking like it was quicksand. This wasn't Mister Umbrella, this was too scary. He never did scary. "Mister Umbrella in the Sky?"
There was absolutely no more room between my mattress and the floor. Everything was disappearing! "Mister Umbrella!" I climbed to the posts of my bed, but I couldn't easily stay on. A sinking ship, I couldn't do anything but scream. Where was my aunt and uncle?
"Jewelsy!"
Above me Mister Umbrella had his umbrella unopened, aiming it toward me. What good will grabbing it do? My mattress is almost completely gone, there's no time. I reach up and touch the end of the umbrella.
I scream and wake up, covered in sweat. Looking around, everything is normal. A dream? My Aunt Merissa comes in, and turns on the light. I sheltered my eyes, not used to the brightness. After confirming I had been okay she left again.
Everything was fine. A dream. An intense dream. Must be because I met an old imaginary friend that day. I take one more look around, including around the bed. Starting to feel secure, I cuddle up into the bed and close my eyes.
Oh. Goodness. I casted a spell over Jewelsy when she touched my umbrella, instantly causing her to fall asleep. I grabbed her other arm before the bed was completely swallowed. A few seconds later and I would have lost her. The carpet became a whirlpool, and I saw a pair of dangerous red eyes emerge, peering at me.
"The Boogeyman!" I yelled at him. "What do you want with her?"
"Mister Umbrella in the Sky…" His voice chilled me. His pathway to evil had been so strong for so long, I didn't even feel as if he was my own kind. "She's mine."
"You have been stalking her since she was a child. You destroyed her family. For what reason?" I wanted to know. "Why bother her, she's an every day, average person."
"She is not!" His voice bellowed and I could feel a vacuum effect between us. "She is everything. Give her up."
"If she is everything, then why kill her?" The whirlpool was silent, and I realized the truth. The Boogeyman was not trying to take her life. He wanted her soul for his own. There must have been something special about her very soul. "You can't have her, she is protected by me."
I heard a laugh, large and guttural. "Protected by a man with an umbrella. I am not frightened of you."
"Then why are you aggressively going after her now? Why make her walk into traffic the day I was set free to help?" I had to understand. I had to press the issue for Jewelsy's soul. "If you aren't afraid of me, then what? What I do?" I heard a yelling tantrum escape the hole. That had to be it. The darkness inside of her, for some reason, it had been attracting him. "You've slowly been eating away at her, like some gourmet meal. Well, not anymore, I will give her that confidence she once had back."
"You think you know? You know nothing. I will have her, just you wait."
Her room began to bubble up away from the carpet. Her bed, boxes, and dressers were soon shown. Once I sensed his presence was gone, I jumped down to her bed. I tucked her into the bed. She wouldn't know about this moment. She would only believe it was a nightmare.
I rubbed the hair out of her face, wondering what was inside of her soul. How could she have something that The Boogeyman wanted? He had manipulated her for so long. I touched her face and smiled. If only I could take her into the clouds, show her real freedom.
The boy's eyes again haunted me, along with his words. Apocalypse. Could Jewelsy be some kind of conduit to it?
I shook my head. I lied beside her on the bed, making sure the Boogeyman's presence was gone for good.
"Guarding her?"
I jumped, hearing Madame Reed's voice. Coming through the wall, she wafted through, not touching the carpet. "I thought you'd be here."
"If I hadn't been, she would be gone." I tried to keep my voice even, it was not her I was mad at. "He can't have her. She has been through so much."
"Yes, I know." Her voice was sympathetic. "It doesn't change the fact that he wants her soul. She has something special inside. I just wish I knew what it was."
I thought so. Madame Reed had been nearby the whole time. "Thank you for the helping hand."
"I would have if I felt you couldn't handle the situation." She landed on the ground and strolled over to Jewelsy. "She must have been pretty as a child. Do you remember her much?"
"It was a short time, but I remember her more than most," I admitted.
"This all must have something to do with her soul." Madame Reed pulled out an old book. "I will do some research on the issue. I've never heard of a person having something in their soul that would draw out the likes of The Boogeyman. If this gets too big, I may have to bring in my Superior."
"I've never heard of jumpers coming into clouds with such knowledge," I reminded her.
"Yes. Perhaps, he was different." Madame Reed groaned. "It's hard to know, Apocalypse Boy is a well known fairytale, jumpers love to use it as their excuse. I met one that was truly vicious, a supposed queen of her dimension. We booted her out as quickly as we could. No one can own a dimension. Let alone such a creature."
"He did not seem to be a queen," I pointed out. "In fact, he could have used some new clothing. I should have been civil and granted him some. Even the transparent deserve something to wear." I would have if Madame Reed had not made them leave. "We must learn not to judge too quickly. That's no way to make new friends."
"Yes, I know. He may have known even more, if I had not dismissed him." Madame Reed accepted her mistake. "Nevertheless, we will figure it out. Good day, Mister Umbrella."
I nodded and watched Madame Reed walk away. I hope that Jewelsy believed that it was all a dream. It would be harder to help her find that lost happiness if she knew The Boogeyman was stalking her.