Closed dimension

On a narrow road, D suddenly stopped his horse and scanned his
surroundings.
It was a perfectly normal track through the forest. Here and there, the
last white traces of snow punctuated what grass remained, and the brown
strip of road ran on forever. Nor was there anything out of the ordinary
about the morning breeze blowing against him. Nevertheless, D’s senses,
the supernatural perception possessed by dhampirs alone, told him he
wasn’t going where he wanted to go.

How was this any different from the road he’d taken the day before?
Pausing a bit, D once again clomped down the road. After riding for a
minute or so, he stopped. The scene that greeted his eyes differed not one
iota from the last one. The brown strip, the grass, the trees.
“Stop running around in circles,” his left hand suggested.
“So, we’ve been sealed off in another dimension then, as I thought,” D
muttered. “We could keep going down the road like this until the end of
time and not get anywhere.”

Take two points in space and fuse them together at both ends, and
whatever lays between is trapped forever, only able to keep moving within
the confines of the closed dimension. The real question was, when had his
enemy learned this little trick?

“So, what do we do now?” the voice asked with delight.
“We’ve got no choice but to get out.”

“Oh. And how would we do that? If we were on the outside it’d be a
different story, but in the whole history of the Nobility there’s never been a
case of anyone busting a containment dimension from the inside.”
“There was a magnetic containment field in the lab up in the ruins,” D
said, getting off his horse. “As you could tell by watching the way the hill
works, it was made to deal with normal human beings. It’s not half enough
to contain me.”

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