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12 She had what looked like stuff from a dentist’s office set up in my mom’s room. It had instruments of some kind on it, but it is not clear what they were. The really clear picture is of the shot thing. It was wrapped in cellophane or plastic, and there was this little hose that went with it. Both the shot thing and the hose were in the same clear plastic bag. Dr. Susan began to open the shot bag, and | got scared and asked her if | had to get a shot with that thing.” Dr. Susan then directed Pat to Mr. Donaldson, who was in the living room, speaking angrily to some men dressed in what she described as “white moon suits” holding “white metal boxes without handles.” Pat said the shot made her feel “dreamy” and willing to talk about her “secret” memories.” She was upset that Mr. Donaldson didn’t believe her. “| always told the truth,” Pat said, “because my mom hated a liar, so in my wide-eyed innocence | told the army men about my visit with the beings. And | cried when they told me | didn’t see what | thought | saw. They treated me like | was lying about it. After | cried, | guess Mr. Donaldson felt sorry for me because everyone started being ‘sugar’ nice. But | didn’t like that at all because | knew it was fake. Why did they say | didn’t see the little boy? Why did such a wonderful thing as this visit get everyone so upset and mad? And why did | have to get a shot?” Someone asked about the glowing white beings and Pat said they were angels. “How do you know they are angels?” her interrogator asked. “Yes,” Pat answered, “they told me a lot of things, but | can’t remember now. Someday | will remember, but not now.” “Because ,” Pat replied, “they said it’s not time to remember, and besides, you were coming here, and | can’t tell you because it’s a special thing. When I’m a lot older I'll remember what they said and what's going to happen.” “Yes, they did, they told me about the ‘bad time on earth.’ I’m not supposed to tell about that. | can’t remember now. Well,” she admitted, “some of it | remember, like the crystalline ship they were in. It was full of lights, and | called it the crystalline ship because it wasn’t metal like a plane. The lights made everything work by itself, and they move things without touching them, and even me, they moved me without touching me. They moved me up and down, and they are full of love, and they protected me with a silver light in me, and | love them.” One of the army men then asked her to describe the little boy’s hair and clothes. Pat said she felt as if the army man was dumb, asking such a question. “Don’t you know,” she told him, “that the beings don’t have hair and they don’t wear clothes? The little boy has real big, slanty eyes that can film everything inside me, in my head and my soul. He talks to me in my head and doesn’t use his mouth because he only has a line there. back away from her face. He was saying, “I told you to use the ones with the handles.” “Because they told me so,” Pat replied. “And what else did they tell you, Pat? Did they tell you anything else?” “Why can’t you remember now?” she was asked. “Did they tell you what's going to happen?” He’s really skinny, but he doesn’t have to eat because he’s an angel.