TELLING BLYTHE THE TRUTH ON BOB KEY

We were well into New Mexico and started seeing the "Tucumcari Tonight" signs.  Our conversation was lagging and I decided to break the silence. "Blythe, I want to tell you something that I have hidden from you because I thought it was just too much for you to swallow.  Surely you will think me sincere but beset with a mental problem.  Blythe replied   Honey, I told you at the beginning that sharing everything is paramount with me.  Even if you were a little bit crazy, I would love you the same.  But, consider that after you tell something, you can never erase it from their memory...so..you be the judge"  "I told you how I met a man named Bob Key when I was thirteen and how he changed my life around.  My parents trusted him and liked him very much. Bob and I had a secret and I understood well why he wanted it that way.  He told me the story of his childhood and it paralled mine.  It was like he was a grown up me and had come back in time to turn me away from things that made him become what he became.  He was a recovering alcoholic for one.  He never made much of himself for another.  A very strange man contacted him one day and asked how he would feel about volunteering himself for an experiment.....an extremely strange experiment to be conducted through him, but directed by a highly intelligent people on a Planet named Urserene.  This is what he told me, remember.  The experiement envolved time travel from 2012 when he was contacted, back to 1952 when I was twelve. The Urserenes had one of their agents who was assigned to contact me and work with me over a period of several years.  That agent was Bob Key.  He looked very normal..just like you and I.   He told me after the fact that his time on a very strange Island somewhere on Earth was necessary as it was a boot camp of sorts.  Time travel is very dis-orienting and not just every one can handle it.  This happened in 2012 when he was in his eighties.  He had no family and was pretty much of a drifter in Seattle. As he had nothing to lose except no one caring about him, he volunteered. Mr Key took me to this Island in the strangest Craft you can imagine.  It literally was a flying machine that was shaped like a helicopter.  It could become invisible and penetrate solid material like the Rocky Mountains or the mantle of the Earth.  It could fly at the speed of light. He had all sorts of gizmos on the ship.  One night he took me for a cruise and I swear, it made me doubt my sanity just like you are beginning to doubt mine. He put it in the invisible mode and we flew slowly over Los Angeles at night.  He showed me a device that could pick up emotional eminations from the populace below.  He explained it regestered the mean average of a certain area and not personal, one person signals.  He demonstrated this by flying over The beach cities and it showed a light blue on the screen....a state of non agitaion bent upon happiness and serenity. Then he flew over South L.A. and the screen went bright red...turmoil..gang warfare stuff.  He spent about two months on that Island and it was like the Garden of Eden.  There was coastline all around the island and he walked around the whole island in one day.  There was a very spiny looking ridge of strange rock that bisected the island and the cliffs rose at about a 45 degree angle from the base.  He guessed  the top was about a thousand feet higher than the base.  He spoke of a sealed entrance to a cave that was somewhere on the rocky spine, but he would not tell me where and he said there were spirit beings locked up inside for some reason...He said they were the spirits of the first inhabitants of the island and were killed by an invading horde from some other island...I asked if he thought they were friendly or evil....He said he did not know, but they were a gentle people until they were killed.  Their bodies numbering in the hundreds were thrown into a hole at the top of the ridge and they fell into some kind of chasm. A great earthquake centuries ago sealed the top hole, but another entrance was found down from the top of the ridge....The invading horde wanted the island for themselves and tried to set up a small civilization, but something caused them to die by the hundreds and evidently they discovered the second hole....and from what records they left..something very frightening came out of that hole ....they sealed it with a great stone and they fled in droves back to their original home.  A very special little cabin with a stone fireplace had been built for him and it was rough, but charming.  Basically it was a survival type of thing.  Catching rain water,  speering fish, eating the fruits off of very strange trees. He swam in the warm Ocean water, sun bathed, hiked, and I swear, He felt 50 yrs younger, he said.  It was an experience of being alone....nothing to talk to except himself.  The last time I saw Bob Key was when I received my degree from College.  He just disappeared.  For thiry years or more, I have wondered about the house he stayed in across and up five houses from me. When we get back from this trip, lets drive down to Glendale and I will show you his house and also where I grew up"  She was silent for a moment and said  "Bob, for some reason, I believe all of this...I will have to throw away all my knowledge of natural law....but...I choose to believe, and perhaps I will really believe if you can get in contact with Mr. Key, somehow. and see for myself..  I don't think I will sleep tonight. "   (continued)