Lehal Library

Then, slowly, as if adjusting to a kind of inght vision, I could begin to perceive formations. And I realized what had happened. "This coordinate," I asked, "is it on the dark side of the Moon? Yes, it must be/' I began trying to make sense of the impressions I was acquiring. "Hell, I seem to be near a cliff of some kind. It goes upward quite high, made of some kind of dark rock. There is whitish sand, a fluffy kind of sand. Away from the cliff formation there is a broad expanse of some kind. There are some patterns in the sand, or whatever it is - not quite like sand." What do the patterns look like," Axel interjected, He was not supposed to intrude with questions. But he had, so I went with it. "Well (I now closed my eyes), sort of like little tufts or dunes, as if the wind had made a kind of pattern." After a moment of considering these little dunes: "But there is not supposed to be any wind on the Moon, is there? No atmosphere? . . . Yet, I can sense something like atmosphere . . " I'm getting a little confused. Let's take a break." Was I mistaken? Axelrod seemed to be looking at me in a rather strange way - as if swallowing a desire to speak. "Well," I went on, "what they actually look like are like rows of largish tractor tread marks. But I don't understand how this could be, so they must be something I don't understand. They are just marks of some kind. Strange, though." I was silent for a moment. "Axel, do you want - well, am I supposed to try to see metals or something here, or what? I'm just near this cliff here - it has a kind of shiny quality to it, something like obsidian . . .". Axel answered: "No, we can go on to the next coordinate-ordinate now." "Give me a moment," I asked, "then on my signal lay it on I wrote down the next coordinate-ordinate. The cliff vision faded, and in a few moments I was clearly at another place, which I could hardly believe was on the Moon. "I'm sorry. Axel, I seem to have gotten back to Earth here. .". "Why do you think that?" he asked. "Well, there are . . . some . . .". I stopped. I looked at Axel. "Maybe we better take a break, a little coffee, and then we can try again." "OK, but what did you see?" "I have no idea. But whatever it was it couldn't be on the Moon." (I had visions of $1000-days coming to an abrupt end.) So we had coffee and chatted up this and that. Axel, for the first time, seemed somewhat nervous.