Technology Dimension, England, The Basement of a Suburban Flat, Present Day

Through the strange inexplainable mystic powers that only I posess, I bend time, space, and every physical property of the universe to bring myself into a random suburban flat in present day England; Technology Dimension. I am below ground level in a dark room. Though, if i thought clearly, I would realize it was stupid to wander in the darkness when I could just as easily use my magic to see, I am utterly posessed by sexual desires a normal person would never be bombarded with. I bump my knee on a hard wooden object, taking a sharp intake of breath to indicate the shock of pain it inflicts upon me. I feel confused for a second, disoriented as if I have just suddenly gained the ability of conscience thought. This period of freedom from the dictatorship of my overpowering plethra of fantasies, fetishes, and sexual desires seems to be a fleeting one, however, so I have to use this time wisely before it is stamped out by my painful sexual yearning.