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About the first of September | began to get the feeling that soon | would again be seeing our friends from space. Often during the summer Iliad watched their ships moving through our atmosphere, but apparently the need for personal meetings had not arisen. With each day that passed | felt a greater urgency to return again to the city. On September 8th, a friend who had been spending some time with us at Palomar Gardens invited me to drive to Los Angeles with her. | accepted, and at about four o?clock in the afternoon we arrived in the city. | registered at the usual hotel, accompanied the bellboy to my room, freshened up a bit and returned again to the lobby. To my great surprise and pleasure, there-waiting for me, and smiling broadly, were Firkon and Ramu! After greetings were exchanged, | asked if they were in a hurry. As if knowing my thoughts, Ramu replied, ?Not in the least. We are here to answer any questions which you have in mind?to the best of our ability,? he added, smiling. | suggested that we go to the little restaurant where we could eat arid talk without being disturbed. As we walked along, | said, 7? suppose you are quite aware of the chief thing that is bothering me. Firkon smiled and said, ?Perhaps you are wondering whether the answers to those mental questions you shot into space this summer really got back to you without the wires crossed?? ?Exactly!? | exclaimed with a sigh of relief. Due to the early hour, the restaurant was nearly empty. We sat down in a booth at the far end and ordered sandwiches and coffee. | explained to the waitress that we had dropped in more for the purpose of discussing a little business in a comfortable spot than to eat. She urged us cordially to make ourselves at home, served us quickly and left to resume her conversation with the cashier. 2What about that scoutmaster in Florida,? | asked, ?and the reports that some kind of flame had been directed at him from the Saucer?? ?Never!? Firkon replied emphatically. ?We don?t do things like that. What actually happened was that the man was frightened. Not wanting to reveal this by running away, he began hacking at the ship with his machete, hardly knowing what he was doing. Anyway, he came too close to the power that operates the Scout and got burned. ?To make it a little clearer,? he went on, ?you know that a rope has no fire in it, yet will cause a burn when pulled too quickly through the hands. In much the same way, the power emanating from the Scout passed over this man?s body very rapidly, causing the body, acting with resistance, to be burned.? 2You had a similar experience,? Ramu reminded me, ?on your first meeting with Orthon when your arm was caught by the power pulsating below the Scout. You were not actually burned, but you would have been had you lost your balance and fallen under the flange. Orthon saved you by pulling you back.? | then asked how much truth there was in the Brush Creek reportings. ?Those sightings were actual,? Firkon replied, ?although the craft and people are not part of our group. There have been many similar sightings and personal meetings with one or more individuals apart from yours; some before and some