"Is my grandmother the first human you met?" Sally asked the dark room.
"No, I've met several before her," Und said.
"Through the portal?"
"One other through the portal. I believe it would have been your grandmother's sister."
"Oh, Nina. I barely remember her."
"Oh? Has she gone away?"
"Yes, it was before I got the bed."
"She was a good friend. I'm sad she is gone."
"Sorry, Und."
"That is a price we pay for living as long as we do," Und said with sorrow. "But I am happy to have met most of the humans I have met."
"Oh, who else have you met?"
"A few here. Mostly travelers or academics."
"It's good you have friends. Goodnight, Und."
"Goodnight, Sally."
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Monster Under the Bed
ParanormalSally thinks there is a monster under her bed, but he swears he isn't one. Small conversations between a girl and her monster under the bed.
