"DEMON BE GONE!" you shouted, swinging your arm out to clock the skeleton in the face, hoping you'd knock the skull off its spine. To your surprise, your fist didn't so much as make it budge. Your hit landed, but you felt no pain, which would have reconfirmed this just to be a dream to you, yet at the same time you could feel the hard bone on your knuckles, an almost soothing cool coming from it.