William didn’t know what to say. Dimensional Sickness? Yesterday he was just a normal college student. At least he thought yesterday was when the party was. He didn’t know how long he was out. “Well, Ford. I assume I fall into the more mystical section, since I know I am neither from a medical or law enforcement background. The question is, I have no idea what makes me magical.” He said flatly. Something deep inside him already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it from someone else. He was now fused with a Demon. A Fallen.