The body of Jack Belcher in the inverted tessellation grid resembled a finely interlinked mosaic of sapient triangles, vibrating at a precise frequency designed to signal his Spectographic address.

Fun fact about the Spectographer’s Guild: they have no protocols in place to deal with a situation where a Spectrographer is themselves Mindjacked. It had never happened before… Even when it was considered, it was considered in the same terms as an apocalypse, an existential event. There was no prevention, no mitigation, only recovery, or… not.

So when the body of Jack Belcher snapped into the Spectographer Guild tesselation - the constellation of Lupis hovering above like an ominous portent - no-one stopped it, no-one asked for identification or clarification. Why would they? He was Small Shadowy White Tower. If he wasn’t supposed to be there, who was?

Violence is difficult when you are a trans-dimensional reflection of a tesselation of tiled shapes, but not impossible. Gigantic Glowing Grey Figure, for example, was a pattern of grey hexagons held together with pale blue squares. How do you hurt a pattern of grey hexagons? Well, the same way as anything else: concussive force. If you bring a Matterium slingshot in from a lower level of reality, you can psychicly project something small - a neural shunt, say - right into the centre of a small grid, dispersing its consistency and jacking into the neural stream as it makes its way up the reality stack. And in a reality made up of the reflection of a cosmic mosaic, it doesn’t even make a noise.

fantastic!!

Bravo!