The man began to tremble slightly, he moved his footing and re-arranged his clothing. “There are actually multiple forces on that level, and they seem antagonistic to one another. I suppose there are higher kinds to them as well, but they are not of my concern.”

Hallucination

“She was anyone’s daughter,” replied the Inspector flatly, “or son, or husband, or wife, or close friend. Don’t just think it was her who was a victim of these machinations; there were many more. These are the consequences you didn’t think about, these are the people you labelled collateral damage without more than a passing thought. In all these years you tried to save your husband… you killed your daughter.

Dinner at the Maharajah