CHAPTER 8Quazgaa’s Farewell
Betty and her two alien companions stood silently waiting. Thoughts of home and family briefly surfaced, then slipped away. The aura of friendliness emanating from her captors caused Betty to remain relatively calm. Only the most trying circumstances had caused her emotions to override their strange, hypnotic-like influence over her. At such times, a waving or laying on of hands by the aliens restored her calmness and eased discomfort. Now a door flashed open, and Quazgaa entered the room.
Betty: We’re just standing and waiting and that door opens! And Quazgaa’s in that silver suit. He comes over to me.
The little man looked up at Betty, reached upward, and placed his gloved hands on Betty’s shoulders. His large mongoloid-like ...