‘You don’t want to know; you’re obviously impressionable. "It was cold"’—he lapsed into his bad southern accent—‘"and metallic." It made electronic noises. Now that is the real thing, the straight goods from the mass unconscious, friend; that little girl is a witch. There’s just no place for her to function in this society. She’d have seen the devil, if she hadn’t been brought up on "The Bionic Man" and all those "Star Trek" reruns. She is clued into the main vein. And she knows that it happened to her. I got out ten minutes before the heavy UFO boys showed up with the polygraph.’