The Rules of dimensional travel Book One: A Story Among Ghouls

Prologue

“So you wanna move to another dimension?” Blackbird asked. She sat across from me, in her small dining room. She was a superhero, like a lot of people wanted to be. She wore a bandanna on her nose, and a small black mask across her eyes. Her hair was black with purple highlights.

“It seems like wherever I go here I just run into danger.” I said.

Blackbird stood up, revealing her black and purple suit with a black outline of a bird on her chest. “Usually, I'd give you a dimensional transporter and send you on your way.” She said as she stretched. “But, you seem to have a real purpose for this thing, which most people don't have. So, I'll give you one, and I'll explain the ropes to you.” Blackbird held out her gloved hand. “1000 bucks.” I dug into my pocket and fished out ten hundred dollar bills, and put it in her hand. Her cheekbones moved up, suggesting she was smiling. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small case. She opened it, and it contained a small flip phone.

“That's it?” I asked.

“Yeah, and I'll give you a few things to help you get along in different dimensions.” Blackbird responded. “But first, I'm gonna need to scan your soul wave.”

“What?” Blackbird pulled out a small scanning device and scanned me with it. Blackbird smiled and looked at the screen on top of it. “Tonni Marslow, isn't it?” She asked. I nodded. She typed on the scanner before putting it back in her pocket. “Alright. Meet me on the border between Hell's Kitchen and Manhattan. 57th street if you don't know your way around. Tomorrow at 8, bring your stuff.”

“What about the transporter?” I asked.

“Here.” she tossed it to me, and I stumbled to catch it. She smiled. “You can go tonight if you want but, I've got a few things you'll need if you wanna live in another dimension.” I scowled.

“Why can't I just buy them now?”

“Cause I said so. Now get outta here.” I stood up and pocketed the dimensional transporter, and walked into the elevator. She smiled and waved as the door shut. I frowned. “God, she's annoying.” I looked at the poorly hidden camera in the corner. “But she's my ticket out of here.”