Eric looked at the window and watched the swirling density change from off white to dirty grey, and then a sickly green. What could make the fog become such an unnatural color? Perhaps some toxic chemical had been inadvertently released into the air? He was grateful to be on the train and not outside, having to breathe in that possibly harmful fog. ...

Now, it was obvious to Mark that the Sacred Seven were beings who were making contact with him through his crystal skulls, and not the seven pyramids that he had been previously shown. He thanked them for their words and quickly telephoned me to tell me what had happened. Mark said he experienced the sensation of sitting in the middle of a strong vortex of energy and that it made him feel quite dizzy. He suggested that I try this same layout, just as the Sacred Seven had recommended...