I have always thought that I must possess a special mark that is only visible to certain otherworldly entities, sort of like Hester Prynne but not for the same reason.  I only wish that someone would tell me what I did to run afoul of those who inhabit a certain dimension.  Or maybe I was born with an ability to encourage denizens of another world to make that trip through the portal.  Maybe this is just another type of original sin visited upon me (thank you again, Sister Mary Elephant)… How many kinds can there be, for Christ’s sake? Considering that quite some time has passed since the following events occurred, I feel safe in recounting them to you. Until I met up with this entity, my adventures with the paranormal were fairly benign – poltergeist phenomena since I was three years old, a conversation with Hawaiian goddess Pele on…