Sorry: Wrong Dimension

In a cramped kitchen the narrator marvels that her newborn hasn't cried once, thanks to an unseen playmate that only the baby can see. The creature—a shaggy, scaly being with a tiny trunk—slides in and out of the crib, turning a routine diaper change into a surreal showdown. As neighbors gossip over coffee and the husband remains blissfully unaware, the mother’s domestic routine unravels into frantic attempts to protect both infant and the mysterious friend.

The story follows her desperate call to a bewildered workplace, only to hear the baffling reply, “Sorry, you must have the wrong dimension.” From there, the narrative balances wry humor with a creeping sense of otherworldly danger, as everyday chores clash with the absurdity of a monster‑filled nursery. Listeners are drawn into a frantic, funny, and slightly unsettling portrait of motherhood pushed beyond the ordinary.