It was a busy night at the local theater. Throngs of people waited under the twinklingmarquee to get their tickets for the latest 3D movie hit, and the lobby was filled with the smell offresh popcorn and imitation butter. Things were much calmer away from the lobby, where thebright lights gave way to an artificial twilight, and the chattering of the masses faded into thewhispers of a dozen different movies playing to their audiences behind closed doors. A line ofpeople had filtered their way down the dim hallway and waited outside theater thirteen to receivetheir red and cyan 3D glasses and head in to their showing.As the theater attendant moved to hand the last pair of paper and cellophane glasses to ayoung couple, they flipped out of his hand and floated to the floor. The apologetic employeestooped down to pick them up and handed the first to the young man. The second pair skitteredacross the floor as he reached for it, ending up another couple feet away. With an embarrassedsmile he stepped toward it, and it skipped farther across the floor. With a quiet huff he chaseddown the pair of glasses and finally managed to corner them. He snatched them from the floorand brushed them off against his uniform before handing them off.Such an occurrence wasn’t anything unfamiliar to those who worked at the theater. Eventhe regulars were aware that odd things often happened, and the near daily reports had been adraw for tourists and out-of- towners for years. The theater was, without a doubt, haunted by amischievous and playful ghost. Back when 3D first started being shown at the theater, sightingsof this anomaly were frequent. Eyewitness reports were strikingly consistent. The anomalyappeared to be some sort of red and cyan dog that often sported his own pair of 3D glasses,earning him the name 3Dee. As time passed, the sightings of this strange ghost dog werereported less and less, but the tricks he played remained frequent and harmless.In the space between the walls of the theater, the ghost dog pondered the dilemma of hisstolen glasses. He floated his way into the theater and poked his head through the ceiling,carefully observing the moviegoers. His form flickered and separated out into two slightly-offsetimages, looking like an anaglyph movie viewed without glasses. Finding himself unpleasantlyflattened into two dimensions, he snorted and shook his head, flickering again and pulling hisbody back into a single, three-dimensional whole. With a swish of his tail he cloaked himself inthe light of the projector, and floated unnoticed into the audience.In the audience below, the young woman with 3Dee’s glasses was just reaching for herdrink. The ghost swooped up and stuck his muzzle through the bottom of the cup and blew astream of bubbles into it. The soda bubbled up and popped the lid off the cup, splashing soda allover the girl. She excused herself with an exasperated sigh and squeezed out of the aisle to cleanherself off in the restroom, glasses still sitting on her nose.The ladies room was empty as she stepped inside and removed the glasses from her face.She set them near the sinks and pulled a handful of paper towels from the dispenser, andproceeded to pat herself dry. 3Dee followed after her, observing her from the solitude of a toiletstall. He poked his head through the door and eyed his glasses, determined to make a move forthem.The woman looked up at the mirror suddenly, catching a glimpse of the ghost in themirror, like a drawing of a face on the stall door. She turned around, giving the stalls a confusedlook before returning to her task. 3Dee floated above the toilets with a sour scowl, as the startledwoman now glanced back up at the mirror every few seconds. He dove down under the floor andslid through the earth until he was under the sinks. Cautiously, he rose up under his glasses,catching them perfectly on his face.His body flickered, and he looked down at his chest to find the young lady’s hand pokingthrough him, in the process of grabbing the glasses to return to the theater. She froze, eyes fixedon him as he stared back, blinking and tilting his head to the side, sliding his glasses askew. Tothe woman, his body looked to be flickering between two and three dimensions constantly, hisbody taking on and losing the illusion of depth at random. He began to float away, and gave aplayful yap as he shot through the mirror and vanished.The woman made her way back to the theater to rejoin her boyfriend, shaken up, but notterribly upset. She greeted him with a smile and whispered to him that everything was fine. Asshe looked back to her seat before sitting down, she paused and let a small smile pull across herface. Waiting on her seat was an extra pair of 3D glasses.Pet profile by Paula
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