I met up with the witness. Her arm was lifeless and grey.

‘’One of them had a blue dress and a bleeding knee, it was dripping. That’s when I thought something had happened,’’ she said.

‘’ What do you think happened?’’ I asked her.

‘’I am not sure’’, she said, ‘’I couldn’t make out faces, they were all blurred and incomplete’’.
Suddenly I felt a breeze from the window, a mirror appeared in front of me.

‘’I heard the car’’, she said, ‘’And then a light came up. I looked at the clock and it went around 4 times before I took the courage to look through the key hole. They were 3 women.They weren’t speaking, one of them had a yellow wig and a bleeding knee.’’

‘’A bleeding knee?’’ I asked.

‘’One of them was pregnant’’, she continued. “Are you sure?” I asked

“No!” She continued after a short break.

“... their hands were swollen, but not red. These hands!!! Hands!!! They are coming closer, slowly, but with no real danger.’’

‘’Tell me more’’, I urge.

‘’They unlock the door with their fingers’’, she suddenly shrugged her shoulders.

‘’Don’t worry,’’ I said, ‘’ you are in a safe place. On the count of three, we will visit the place between territories. One, two, three.’’

‘’I see a green square and a white square, they have round edges. The green one is not complete, the white one is floating. Something is behind it. I can’t quite see or understand.”

I wasn’t looking to question the authenticity of her answers, only to take notes and ask more questions; to see what she sees when she has Gone There. I knew someone was behind the glass square. I couldn’t ask her about the family.

‘’These squares..’’ she continued

‘’These squares..’’ I repeated, impatiently scribbling down...

‘’They have round edges, there are two... three... they start from here’’, she points at her stomach. Spirals.. A champagne bottle appears!’’

 

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