I reach out to you from a dimension outside space and time. Today, I do not exist.
I was last seen in Los Angeles airport at 21:55, 30 October.
Today, as you dress up in your Halloween costumes and go trick and treating, I shall wander the Twilight Zone, drifting through doorways that lead nowhere and bouncing off disembodies eyeballs.
If the Langoliers don’t eat me, I shall reappear in Auckland, New Zealand, at 14:25 on 1 November.
31 October shall fall through the cracks of the date line and into … the Twilight Zone.