the machine elf blended in perfectly with the indistinctive background, it's dimensions were strangely contradictory, slightly two dimensional yet there was a depth there, you could just make it out given the depth of field was distorted by the almost camouflage like uniformity of colour and pattern, i just felt as though my sensory system was not quite adjusted to it, everything seemed projected upon a screen, yet the machine elf stood in the foreground now, beckoning me closer. his eyes were impenetrable, a far cry from human, there was no hint of danger but neither did i recognise kindness.
i considered lilly's laws,

1. examine whatever one can of where the new spaces are, what the basic beliefs are to go there.
2. take on the basic beliefs of that new area as if true.
3. go into the area fully aware, in high energy, storing everything, no matter how neutral, how ecstatic, or how painful the experiences become.
4. come back here, to our best of consensus realities, temporarily shedding those basic beliefs of the new area and taking on those of the investigator impartially dispassionately objectively examining the recorded experiences and data.
5. test one’s current models of this consensus reality.
6. construct a model that includes this reality and this new one in a more inclusive succinct way. no matter how painful such revisions of the models are be sure they include both realities.
7. do not worship, revere, or be afraid of any person, group, space, or reality. an investigator, an explorer, has no room for such baggage.

as he came closer i could see he held something in his hands, it looked like a piece of technology, but it could have been a magick wand or an ornate teaspoon for all i knew. he started speaking but the voice was distorted, i couldn't understand anything, even his body language was peculiar, sounds came from a mouth. clicks, similar to dolphin but obviously xenolinguistic in nature. 
the shimmering skin gleamed like some sort of deep ocean fish plucked from its element into the air. shimmering and glistening like a fragment of mirror crushed into a small orb sending reflected light in every direction.
he came closer, long clicking sounds, holding the strange device in his hand. he carefully made some adjustment to it, and it started to rotate, strange flesh metal hands came very close to my chest, a fierce heat or cold upon my skin. mr. freeze was creating a hole in my body, my flesh seemed to be manipulated by his hands and he placed the strange tube inside me and then closed up the wound with his hand. there was no pain, just the tickling sensation, and then a cold piercing numbness. 
the machine elf kept trying to communicate with me but the sounds grew faint, the spiral came back as the elf dimension retreated and mr freeze into it.

back in real time i find myself slumped in my chair, at my desk. the screensaver comes on, the harsh lighting from fluorescent tubes penetrate my head, the exaggerated noise of an office, whispers from down the corridor, the smell of ms novas perfume, the strange musky atmosphere, slightly damp and fungal, a battered old air conditioning system regurgitating stale air, the deep penetration of a nail file, a stapler in slow motion, high pitched laughter, i looked out the window, stared into rain, the trees, the dark skies.
mr. freeze had put something inside me. i needed answers.

i had accessed some sort of dimensional portal into another reality but all things considered these machine elves could have chosen me. hundreds of people report sightings of mr freeze but no one ever speaks of an abduction and implantation of alien technology. maybe they were to embarrassed. i did a google search.
there were some references to dmt and the machine elves, a scientific investigation by dr. strassman back in the 1990's, some recreational users. i returned to the strassman experiment. his subjects were given large doses and under controlled conditions, strassman was a scientist, somewhat skeptical. some of the test subjects that took high doses actually met with the elves, some were experimented upon, given gift implants. they reported that the machine elves were benevolent, they were excited and happy to see humans and greeted them with gifts.  
the subjects all came out of their altered states feeling good, positive vibrations.
there were other reports about how the dmt machine elves control mankind and are dangerous aliens, not to be trusted. i didn't buy that line, the net was filled with these conspiracy ideas, it was becoming increasingly difficult to know what the hell was real and what was fiction.
i shut down the computer and quit work early, heading back to the zoom witches. 
the drive took an hour and a half, rain fell heavily and by the time i arrived the sun had set and it was now as miserable as hell. water had penetrated my boots, and my big black overcoat was saturated and weighing me down. i climbed up to the basement and let myself in.
the girls were in a huge bathtub, being attended to by several eunuchs. they were all relaxing with cucumber slices over their eyes the smell of weed hanging heavily in the air. 
'captain mission, welcome back,' one of them said.
'mr. freeze, what is he exactly?'
'the girls emerged, their faces surfacing and carefully the cucumber slices were removed by the attendants. 
'you saw mr. freeze?'
'yes, but who...what is he?'
'he is a machine elf.' one of the girls said.
'he's actually an alien being from another dimension,' another girl said.
'he's actually an angel we call hashmal?'
'what, which is he?'
'depends in what context you saw him.'
'he put something inside of me, some sort of device. what is it?'
the girls were putting on their robes, servants dried their hair with long white towels.
'mr freeze gives humans gifts, you are lucky.'
'lucky, what the hell was it, why do i have this?
'you were chosen.'
'for what?'
they all share a smile.
'i don't want to be chosen, it feels more like a curse.'
the girls laugh and i make to leave somewhat humiliated by my ignorance. the alien object inside me seems to throb, i can feel it inside my chest.