The Merging of Dimensions

by Philip John Nicholls

  I immediately shouted back to Peter asking him why the hell are they scanning peoples foreheads?. Peter couldn’t hear me properly because of all the shouting that was now taking place all throughout the plane.

  I jumped out of my seat and made my way over to Peter and Rebecca, I then repeated my question to Peter, why the hell are they scanning peoples foreheads before they could leave the plane. Peter’s reply hit me like a sledgehammer, my mouth went dry immediately, my heart was beating like a banging drum in my chest, sweat began to pore down my face, I felt I couldn’t speak or even breathe at this point. Peter tapped me on my cheek and asked if I was okay, I wanted to reply to Peter but I think I was in state of shock and my short breathing was causing my body to go into a shock light state. Eventually the sound of Rebecca’s voice brought me back to the present moment, all I could hear was Rebecca’s voice saying are you ok Nicolas. I eventually replied to Rebecca saying yes, yes Im fine now Rebecca, I quickly explained that I felt very light headed and panicky, I immediately apologised to everybody for frightening them. The initial shock of what Peter had told me minutes earlier had now eventually registered into my brain, the military troops at the front of the plane were scanning the forehead of passengers to try and find passengers who had abilities. Peter explained to me that if you have abilities you also have a unusual hot spot area around the third eye area of the forehead, which to my own knowledge was the dead centre of the forehead, just above where the eyes meet.

  Peter also explained that the troops were using a handheld device to identify people with abilities, so they could arrest them. Peter further explained to me that he had heard of these devices being used in the United States, and also unconfirmed reports of them being used in the United Kingdom. At this point I was completely consumed by panic. What was we all going to do, I felt like there was no way for us to escape, knowing that the troops would scan my forehead and also Peters forehead and find out that we too had abilities. I looked at Peter and also Rebecca, they both had very panic look’s on their faces, Sarah and Paul at this point wasn’t saying anything and they continued to stare straight ahead of themselves looking at the events unfolding in front of their eyes. I asked Peter if was there anything we could do to try and fool the scanning devices that the troops had in their possession. Peter said he had heard stories of people fooling the devices by temporary cooling their foreheads to trick the scanning devices. Immediately we all started to look around for something to put on our foreheads hoping we could also fool the devices, just like the many stories that Peter had heard about. Unfortunately there wasn’t many things lying about the plane, the airline staff had already cleared everything for landing, but on the seat’s next to me was a small bucket of ice cubes that had been used by the passenger who had originally sat next to me on the flight to Syria. I quickly leant across the seat and recovered the bucket of ice and pulled off the lid. To my amazement there were still plenty of ice cubes inside the small bucket. I shouted over to Peter, telling him I had found a bucket of ice cubes. Peter quickly jumped over from the seats on his side of the plane, there was a great look of relief on his face at the sight of the ice cubes inside small the bucket. Peter said, Nicolas this is just what we need. At that point Peter even give me a big hug, I think he was also relieved just to have a small chance of getting past the waiting troops.

  We each took three ice cubes from the small bucket and started to rub them onto our forehead area, not too aggressively as we didn’t want to make the area stand out or look red in any way. Rebecca also voiced her concern saying don’t leave the ice cubes on your skin for too long, it will make the skin go red and stand out to the troops. With that we left the ice cubes on for a few seconds, then removed them and kept reapplying them. I could feel that my forehead area was indeed hotter than usual, it felt hot like when you get a cold or when you was feeling unwell and had a temperature, but I was feeling perfectly fine. I also noticed that the ice cubes were melting very fast, I passed three more ice cubes to Peter and also got three more from the bucket for myself. I asked Peter if he had any idea why our foreheads were hotter since we had acquired our new abilities. Peter said he wasn’t really sure why but that many of the ancient cultures from around the planet mentioned the importance of the third eye, which is said to lie in the centre of the forehead. At that point I did remembered a comment from a yoga teacher that I used to go to many years earlier, he also mentioned that the third eye area was also located in the middle of the forehead. He also said that it was the eye of the soul. I continued to rub the ice cube onto my forehead, Peter also continued to apply ice across he’s own forehead. Rebecca and Sarah said we hadn’t much time, confirming that the troops were now forcing people to join the line and it was nearly our turn to join the line.

  Minutes later I could see two military personnel approaching our area of the plane. They were telling everybody to join the line immediately. Some passengers just in front of us started to question and answer the troops back. This wasn’t a good idea, they were violently grabbed from their seats and made to lay face down on the floor of the plane. Their hands were then cable tied behind their backs, and then they were dragged the full length of the plane in full view of everybody on the plane. Everybody on the plane including the airline staff couldn’t believe how badly we were all being treated. One of the passengers who was being dragged even caught his head on a chair in the seating isles, has he was being dragged through the plane. Blood started to pour from his head wound but the troops didn’t seem to care at all, they just carried on dragging him to the front of the plane. With these new events everybody started to co-operate with the troops wishes, fearful of what they may do if they protested against their wishes.

  After dragging two more protesting passengers from their seats and forcing them to the front of the plane, the troops returned to our area of the plane ordering everybody to join the line immediately. Myself, Peter, Rebecca, Paul and also Sarah immediately joined the line. One of the troops looked very young, my eyes seemed to catch his, I quickly turned away not wanting to draw any attention to our group. Even though I was now looking in the opposite direction I could still feel the young soldier’s eyes on the back of my head. I noticed that Peter could also see him looking at me. Thankfully, a few minutes later, the two soldiers made their way back to the front of the plane. Peter then went back to his seat and retrieved some more ice, he handed me one last ice cube which I discreetly rubbed on my forehead.

  At this point Rebecca had a very worried look on her face, Peter also looked very scared has we all moved ever closer to the check point area at the front of the plane. The line started to move down quite fast, we were minutes away from the front of the plane, I could now see the handheld scanning devices that the troops were using to find people with abilities. At that exact point it felt like my heart was beating out of my chest, sheer panic started to grip my entire body, my eyes started to glaze over. I started to sweat heavily, Rebecca looked back at me and I think she could see the total panic on my face. Rebecca quietly told me to clam myself down or I would draw unnecessary attention to myself, and the group. I reassured Rebecca that I would be ok and not to worry. At that point I could feel myself breathing to fast so I slowed down my breathing which seemed to bring a sense of calm back into my body.

  Seconds later and I started to hear a loud beeping sound, it was coming from the handheld scanner that the troops were using to scan the waiting passengers. To my horror they had just scanned a passenger and it had gone off, but the passenger was screaming and shouting trying to protest his innocence. Unfortunately the passenger started to resist his arrest and the three soldiers violently beat him to the floor of the plane. The man lay on the floor of the plane unconscious and bleeding from the many blows that the three soldiers had inflicted on him with the handles of their guns. At this point the aeroplane fell into a deep state of fear and quietness, everybody that was left on the plane was truly shocked by the terrible
violence that had just been inflicted against this man who now lay on the floor of the plane totally unconscious, and bleeding heavily from his facial wounds. Our small group started to looked at each other not quite believing how violently this man had just been treated.

  Minutes went by and the man was still on the floor unconscious and bleeding from his injuries. The three soldiers were talking between themselves occasionally pointing at the unconscious man who lay at their feet. We all looked on in horror not knowing if we should try to help the man who lay just in front of us on the plane floor. Then eventually and to our complete relief the man started to move and regain consciousness. One of the three soldiers then turned him over and tied his hands behind is back, not even checking to see if he was ok in any way. I tried to see what kind of condition he was in but he was quickly dragged from the plane by other troops. At this point more troops were entering the front of the plane, Rebecca looked across at me trying to say something but I just couldn’t hear her, I looked behind me and I noticed that Peter had dropped back a little, I tried to attract his attention but he was looking at something on his phone, and I couldn’t get his attention. As I turned around towards the front of the plane, two of the other soldiers were approaching me, one of them holding the handheld scanning device. I nervously tried to smile at them but got no response from them in any way, I could see that Rebecca and Paul, and also Sarah had already been scanned and were on their way to the exit door of the plane. As one of the two soldiers grabbed my left arm everything seemed to come to a complete standstill. Time seemed to stop, and my heart was beating faster and faster and I started to feel like I was spinning. The soldier scanned my head once with the device and then said something to the other solider beside of him, he then scanned it again, and to my utter relief he gestured me to move onwards to the exit of the plane. At this point I think I was still in a deep state of shock, I just carried on walking forward not wanting to look at anybody, just focusing on getting myself out of the plane. I had even forgotten that Peter was still behind me waiting to be scanned before he too could exit the plane.

  Has I continued to walk towards the exit of the plane, my state of shock was immediately broken by lots of shouting from behind me, I didn’t want to look back but I could not help it. To my complete horror Peter was being arrested. I could see that he had been pinned down on the floor by three of the soldiers, and he was shouting and screaming asking them to let him go, the three soldiers were also shouting at him in their native language. I had no idea what they were saying to him and I also knew that Peter wouldn’t know either. I was then ushered forward by one of the soldiers at the front of the plane, so I put my head down and moved forward. I had a horrible feeling of dread inside of myself not knowing what would now happen to my new friend Peter, I felt so helpless that I couldn’t help him. I think the worst feeling was thinking about what I would tell Rebecca, Paul, and also Sarah if I could even find them once I had left the plane. I continued to walk forward, I could also sense that one of the Syrian soldiers was right behind me, I could almost hear him breathing, he felt that close to me. Eventually he started to push me in the back area gesturing me to move more quickly, I was trying to stall him so I could catch a last glimpse of Peter to try and find out what was happening to him, but I didn’t want to push my luck any further, so I quickened my pace. I eventually left the plane and I was pointed towards one of the large buses waiting on the runway.

  As I walked across the crowded runway area towards the many waiting buses, I again looked back at the plane, I could see that Peter was being dragged from the plane and carried towards two military style vehicles not to far from the plane. It was dark but it looked like they were putting Peter and two others into one of the military vehicles, I could also hear shouts of help but I couldn’t be sure if it was coming from Peter, it was just too far away for me to see anything clearly. I eventually arrived at a large bus like vehicle, it seemed like it was our transport to the main airport terminal, I recognised some of the airline staff on the bus but by the looks on their faces they were also very subdued by the events that had taken place in the last few hours. As I entered the large transport bus I frantically looked around to see if I could see Rebecca, Paul, or Sarah but the bus was way too crowded and the noise of the many conversations that were taking place was deafening, it also made it impossible for me to shout out their names so I just decided to wait until I got to the main airport terminal before I tried to find them again.

  When we eventually arrived at the main airport terminal, there seemed to be even more troops waiting for us all. To my utter relief they weren’t scanning peoples heads again, they just seemed to be observing everybody and taking care of the general airport security. It seemed like everything inside the airport was now being run by the military in someway, it felt like the terminal was some sort of military air base, not a civilian airport at all. Knowing that the soldiers wasn’t scanning for people with abilities again, I felt a sense of relief come over my entire body, I also feIt that I could exit the bus in relative safety and give my body a chance to calm itself down. As the buses came to a complete standstill, everybody started to exit the buses at the same time, this caused a bit of panic and pushing. Eventually I started to make my own way off the bus, the best way seemed to be at the left hand side of the bus. As we were all getting off the bus we were pointed towards the entrance of the airport terminal.

  Minutes later I eventually entered the airport terminal. The air inside the airport terminal was stiflingly hot and sticky, much like the outside air but even hotter. There was also a bad smell in the air, I wasn’t quite sure what it was but it wasn’t a nice smell at all. On entering the airport terminal we were all told to form a line and have all of our travel documents ready for inspection, it looked like the inspection of our documents was also going to be carried out by the waiting military personnel. All of this just didn’t add up, why was this civilian run airport now being taken over and run by the Lebanon military?. Something was deeply wrong and I had a feeling it was all connected with the events that was now taking place at the Great Pyramids of Gizza.

  At this stage I felt I just wanted to find Rebecca and the others, so I quickly joined the queue. Luckily I ended up near the front of one of the queues and I was let through quite easily. Once I had passed through the security checks I was then pointed towards steps leading into main airport terminal which was full of normal looking shops, and cafes. There were still lots of military personnel walking about the airport terminal, but they had on different uniforms and they seemed a lot less angry than the other soldiers at the other side of the airport terminal, that I had thankfully just left behind me. These soldiers were letting people go about their own business, and they were not restricting them in anyway. I could still see that they were watching everybody but the atmosphere felt much calmer and much more peaceful. Now I was feeling much safer, I decided to sit myself down in one of the small coffee shops inside of the airport terminal, I wanted to try and compose myself and start thinking about what I was going to tell Rebecca, Paul and also Sarah if I eventually found them at this side of the airport terminal. As I sat myself down inside one of the small coffee shop’s I felt myself relax for the first time in nearly a full day, drinking my coffee I felt a great sense of peace engulf my entire body. As I sat there trying to contemplate what I would do if I couldn’t find Rebecca and the others, the same questions started to go round and round inside of my head. My thought cycle was then broken by a sudden communication from my son Robert. At first I felt like I didn’t want to communicate with Robert, not really knowing what I was going tell him and also the rest of my family. I felt I didn’t want to alarm or upset them in any way. I knew that I needed to answer my son Robert and this time, I somehow began to sense that he was getting upset. I immediately communicated back with Robert telling him everything was fine and I was totally safe. Robert said his mum and sister wanted me to return home immediately, knowing t
hat Egypt had now been totally closed off to all outsiders. I then reassured Robert and my wife Adriana, and also my daughter Karla that I would be returning home very shortly, I also asked them not to worry about me, confirming that I was safe and I was with new friends and we were all looking after each other. I told Robert that I would again communicate with him later when I had found somewhere to stay for the night. Even though nobody could hear my communications with Robert, I could feel the centre of my forehead getting hotter, fearing another scan before exciting the airport I thought it would be wise to end any further communications with my family while I was still inside the airport terminal.