|Posted by Alec Newald on July 27, 2015 at 4:40 PM|
This is a small extract from a 32 page document that recounts two days of heavy interrogation while held at her majesties’ pleasure
He did draw another item from the case. “Your turn” he said handing me another small item, this time a cube similar to the pyrite crystals I had been given aboard the alien craft. At first I thought it was one of them, I’d had one stolen a few years before. But on closer inspection it was more highly polished and less natural looking than my own. “See what you can do with that” House suggested.
As soon as I took it from his hand it lit up as if I’d tuned it on! “Ah, now we are getting somewhere.” He said. “Up till now we had not managed to get anything out of it, and in case you are wondering, yes it’s the real deal, that was not manufactured here.”
The cube was studded with what looked like small dots, but once it was switched on the dots appeared to project images, I could describe them as letters but actually they were more like hieroglyphics or symbols.
“Oh, that’s interesting. House commented. “I’ve see those symbols before, we worked out its some sort of periodic table. I don’t suppose you…..” He tapered off as the cube started to hover above my hand and start to spin. It spun so fast it became invisible the only things left were the symbols. “Quick, write those down.” Cried out House, only to realize he and I were the only ones in the room