The universe wants to play with you (part 17)

It was a wet, windy and cold day in Wellington but four storeys underground in the most secure set of rooms in New Zealand, it was the perfect ambience as Dame Margaret Rae Gunnarson sat waiting for her visitor. After yesterday's day long meeting she hadn't expected to be back wearing this particular hat so soon but she couldn't complain as she sat sipping a Gin and tonic, watching the Prime Minister make a fool out of himself on TV. It's like she had always thought, you can't leave the really important things to the lottery of an election because you end up with clowns who don't understand the way the real world works. She found it amusing that he didn't even now this bunker existed and neither did anyone without the proper clearance. It troubled her sometimes, the way that the elite were portrayed by the press and politicians as an out of touch minority who cared little for the mass of the population. As she knew heself from all the sacrifices she'd made, this wasn't the case; if she'd just wanted to make money, she could have done but instead she'd chosen the path of public service. From Ambassador to the USA to chair of the New Zealand Intelligence and Security forum, as well as their representative on the International body, she felt she'd played an important public role. The problem was that most people, even politicians just didn't have the skills to work at this level; she had been groomed at Oxford and Harvard, public  service was in her blood. For Gods sake, she was a personal friend of Henry Kissinger.

The bell rang at the outer door, it was opened by the guard who then ushered a man in his thirties into the room. They swapped protocols and passwords and both sat down.
He handed her a short document, this is just some background information on what we think we know about other dimensions, you'll find it useful...
What?

You'll see the relevance in a minute. Up to now, no heads of state have been told about this, apart from the Belgian Prime Minister, not even Obama. I know but there is a reason for that. Right, this is what we think has happened. It started at a Belgian cabinet meeting, two days ago. The Prime Minister was walking around the room talking, he leant against a wall and fell through it. There's a video of it but I haven't seen it. Witnesses saw a feint glow just before he leant against the wall. When he fell though it just closed up behind him. A hole was smashed through the wall but it just went through to the next room. Of course, no-one has been told about this; the story is that the Prime Minister is ill. No-one knows what to do and there probably isn't anything that can be done.
The next case was at the wailing wall in Jerusalem. A Jew, praying at the wall fell into it and disappeared. Again it was videoed and this is the one mostly likely to spread. Others have been reported in Finland, Switzerland and Australia but we don't know more details about these yet.
The IISF's initial view is that for some reason, boundaries between Earth and other dimensions, , if they exist, had broken down. That's not much to go on but it's the best there is.

So what do they advise?

Stay away from walls...

But surely the same could happen anywhere, not just against walls.

It was a joke; there's no advice apart from don't tell anyone the truth. It would cause mass panic and encourage terrorist attacks.

So what should I do?

That's your job, I'm only the messenger and I need to go to bed because I've got two more countries to go to tomorrow. Oh and you should only tell people on a really strict need to know basis. Think of it like an outbreak of a plague that could strike anywhere and there's no cure. Goodnight.

Dame Margaret was worried. She rang Julian to find out where he was; 'Where are you? This is an emergency. I need you here now. I'm about 10 minutes away.

Another Gin and tonic was the starting point.