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the other way round.
     
    “ Obviously I have to begin with an open mind. It is up to you to convince me that your telling the truth, I can't help you with that. I would not have invited you over if I did not believe you had something important to share would I?” Joshua tried to remain open to suggestion.
     
    Jimmy started slowly at first. His explanation was erratic, he would jump forward and backward in time, his recollection of times and dates was poor yet Joshua could soon tell that this event had been impactive on the cabby to the point that it had altered the way he led his life. Jimmy had become fixated on anything printed or broadcast concerning UFO's, alien sightings or abductions. He had become quite an authority on the matter and Joshua suddenly felt that his knowledge on the subject was rather shallow.
     
    Jimmy visibly trembled as he recounted the abduction itself. His memories of the pain appeared to be a lot less vague than if he was recounting an accident or something less sinister. His description of his 'abductors' was a familiar picture, the classic 'Grey', the same image portrayed across the globe in media, video games, literature and comic books. Joshua certainly had the feeling that Jimmy was being truthful, at least as far as he genuinely believed what he was reporting one hundred percent. To fake the emotions which he displayed in recalling the horror would take a piece of acting genius seen only in the best Shakespearean theatres. By the climax of his story, Joshua was transfixed by the compelling account and had many questions. Jimmy was visibly exhausted by the release and wisely, the journalist called a brief halt to the interview and called down to reception for a couple of stiff espresso’s. Joshua was not overly enamoured by the instant coffee sachets provided in his room.
     
    “ You never expect it, you never think it could happen to you. I wish for one moment you could have been there and felt what I felt and saw what I saw. You would never be the same person again. Ever.”
     
    Jimmy wheezed as he lay his head back, sniffing hard to relieve his airways. Joshua nodded as if acknowledging Jimmy's statement as a truth but he was still not convinced. A knock on the door briefly broke the tension and Joshua jumped up to accept his room service.
     
    The porter entered the room holding a small brown tray and asked where the occupant would like him to deposit the small but pungent vessels of ground beans and water. Joshua pointed to the small table in front of Jimmy who was still slung low in his chair, his eyes reddened and watery. As the porter carefully placed the tray upon the table, Jimmy's eyes opened wide and he leapt bolt upright in his seat. He suddenly looked confused, panicked and alert. The porter noticed Jimmy's odd behaviour and looked over to Joshua for some kind of reassurance. Joshua could not offer any, his interviewee had suddenly taken on the appearance of a cowering, caged animal.
     
    “ Are you OK Jimmy?” Joshua inquired with some concern.
     
    Jimmy did not answer, he fixed his gaze at the porter and looked him up and down with a terrified expression upon his face. Joshua could see that something was very wrong.
     
    “ Jimmy. Jimmy. What's the matter?”
     
    Jimmy looked over to Joshua, his face scrunched up into a wrinkled mass and he breathed rapidly, obviously in some kind of shock.
     
    “ Oh my God. Oh my God. He's one of them.”
     
    Jimmy ranted in between shallow and fast breaths. The porter suddenly felt very uneasy and backed off, Joshua moved in between the two in case anything unexpected were to happen.
     
    “ One of what? No he isn’t, he's just the porter bringing you some coffee. Look, it's coffee, he's the porter.”
     
    “ No. They've come back for me!” Jimmy whined loudly enough to have caused passing guests to pin their ear to the door to figure out what was happening.
     
    “ What makes you think that? Tell me so that I can