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Axel raised his eyebrows, trying to grin. Quite a surprise, isn't it," he said- I had a sense he was trying NOT to be emotional. Surprise? To say the least! T was completely dumbfounded to the degree that I had begun taking very short breaths, getting dizzy thereby"I take it you would like a break before we continue," Axel ventured. What I really needed was a recovery couch. In fact, I still get breathless even as I write these very words now. Itfs one thing to read about UFOs and stuff in the papers or in books. It is another to hear rumors about the military or government having an interest in such matters, rumors which say they have captured aliens and downed alien space craft. But it's quite another matter to find oneself in a situation which obviously confirms EVERYTHING. Not principally because I suddenly knew the rumors were true. But because I found myself in a situation in which I, in my psychic processes, had seen the evidence for myself. "Good heavens!" I breathed. My brains began racing, putting things together. Axel, though, and the twins, and the elaborate secrecy of this whole "mission," was the best evidence. I was now completely certain that I was physically present in some kind of ultraultra-ultra secret place, and that the mission of this place was to sort out extraterrestrial matters. I knew that NASA must have photographic evidence of activities on the Moon which already confirmed the presence of extraterrestrial activity there. What I did not understand though, and I realized this only with my third cup of coffee and my tenth cigar, was why this ultra-secret project needed my services. So, I looked at Axel, and this time I was not smiling either, "Why the hell have you dragged me into this, Axel? If you possess enough to cause what I take is your mission to come into existence, surely you don't need my inputs here?" "Hell, Ingo, no - and yes." "I'm confused," I said, rather sternly. "Please explain." "I can't. Well, at least I can not give you information. It was felt that doing so would jeopardise not only us, but our mission- You seem bright enough, though." "Thanks heaps. Axel. Well, this bit of security almost blew it for you. Had I not learned sometime ago to accept and describe what I was seeing psychically, accept it BEFORE prejudging it, I would have not dared to say I saw lights on the Moon. I would have edited that out, fearing others might see me as loonyGod damn it! ETs on the Moon, no less!"