THEY put us in a room with seven other people. Three elderly men, two women, and two boys who looked like they might be ten or twelve years old. This room on the spacecraft was extremely small with golden walls and a silver ceiling. In the ceiling were two yellow pulsating lights that kept blinking on and off. If I had to describe it, it was kind of like a disco room or dance club.
The seven other people did not realize that we were with them in the room. They were in a trance. Their eyes were wide open, not blinking, and they were looking straight ahead. If I had to say why they were like that, I’d have claimed that the two yellow pulsating lights had something to do with it.
The lights made ominous sounds that I never heard before. It was hard to describe what the sounds were similar t
