One of the stories compares personal essence, aura or space to music. We all have our own personal music be it hymn, rap, dirge, or western swing, but what if somebody else could hear it? One step more, what if somebody could introduce their own harmony or descant to your day? Jason decides to go to the bank at the mall and jams a duet with a sultry saxophonist on an astral level, then life goes on.

The stories are focused on the senses and by extension, the arts. Music, taste, painting, drunkenness, love, fear, and the subconscious effect these stimuli have on our external responses, making us the people we are, or want to be. My evenings with Jason were quality time. Maybe I should have stretched it out a little bit longer.

Jason Midnight is not a spooky character; in fact he's a nerd in a Kolchak /Night Stalker sort of way. If it is weird, it will come to Jason's office or Jason will notice it. Sometimes only he notices the irregularity, sometimes it isn't really weird at all, and sometimes it is deadly. But once it is off the streets life goes on and nobody else knows the world was nearly sucked through a wormhole behind the Hidey Hole - again.