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very experienced at mediation and would be more of an asset than he knew. Then I asked him, just for a peak so I could see where they were, and that they were alright, and he continued to refuse me.
    Then I suggested he couldn’t know for a fact that he would lose me, because he no longer knew “everything”. Then, I decided it was time to press him a little harder, even if it did risk our rapport. I told him he was frustrating me, and though earlier I really thought he was into something as yet unheard of, I was now beginning to think he was full of crap. Then I added that I was also losing my respect for him. That’s what did the trick. I knew I’d get “there”.
    In a firm tone, Chester told me, “If this is what you want Doctor Stanley, I’ll take you. But I’m only doing this because you want me to so badly. Like I told you, once we go, I know I can’t bring you back.”
    I have to say, that after pressing him to this point, I felt somewhat apprehensive, and maybe even had a trickle of fear.   A small part of me, maybe the part that gets scared of ghosts during horror movies regretted the fact I’d convinced him. My ruling thoughts however told me that in reality, the possibilities are very limited. Most likely he’s going to “try”, then fail, and then probably blame it on me not having faith, or not concentrating. But I didn’t see any other way. Until I could get to the bottom of this, I’d have no chance of finding out if he was truly involved with the injuries to the boys. My best guess is it’ll take failing today and maybe then again tomorrow morning a few more times before we have our “breakthrough” where I’ll get my answers. And on the off chance there’s something more to all this, I’ll get whatever help we need. Hmmm , I thought to myself, what kind of help would that be, a psychic, or the best magician I can find! What if it goes totally wrong for me; what if he’s speaking the truth? In that case, I know I can handle anything out “there” that Chester can handle, and in all likelihood, quite a bit more. I guess the very worst case scenario is I could get the kids back and leave the scientific community knocked on their ass! But that’s, ho-hum, of course provided this sixteen year old boy learned more in the past few days than the combined knowledge of billions of other people have through more than ten-thousand years of civilization. “Okay, Chester, what do we do? I asked.
    “We both need to get very relaxed”, he said. “If you don’t mind Doctor Stanley, I think it will be easier if we’re in separate rooms.” Can you maybe sit at the desk in the next room? And just put your head on it and bring yourself to either a self hypnosis or otherwise meditative state; you know, very, very, relaxed.” He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly, and said, “I’m going to get up and lay across the table again.”
    For a moment, I had an urge to say, oh forget it, let’s just talk it over in the morning . But my logic and intellect prevailed. It’s funny; it seemed like I had barely sat at the desk and started to put my head down and it was like a big swoosh , almost like a giant bird of prey picked me up off the ground, pulling me into the air, and I was gone from the limits of my body. I sensed Chester’s presence intertwined with mine, and it was beyond fascinating. Chester was trying frantically to tell me to lighten up, or something. I just couldn’t bring myself to pay attention to him as I was suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling that so many different kinds of curtains, or veils, were being lifted from all around me, even though visually I was in pitch blackness separated from my body. Yet I was still me. I was being penetrated and simultaneously bursting with massive shards of enlightenment and then it was like I weighed as much as all the matter in the universe, or a black hole, or something profoundly dense. I was falling; not like a parachutist, but