All the electricity, mental ventriloquism, trances and post hypnotic trances had taken their toll. I sat in the pew of the church at midnight with the same suit on Man had shown so much affection for earlier in November … the one Akhenaton had particularly liked … so deeply entranced I could barely move. I was half-asleep. There simply isn’t any other way to describe it; other than to say Man or some unknown force had mentally sedated me.

While watching the priest through half-closed eyes, an eerie motor-like sound started up in my brain. It was something entirely new or different from anything else experienced to date. It sounded exactly like wou ... woou ... wooou ... wooou ... wooou ... wooou ... wooou ... wooou ... wooou ... wooou, (pronounced like "you" but with a "w".)

It sounded just like a motor had started up in my brain, warming up at first, then whining and straining faster and faster and higher and higher in sound and frequency until it appeared to reach its goal.

As a result, I went deeper and deeper into the hypnotic trance I was already in. Then, through my half-closed lids, I began to see Jesus moving around on the big cross at the front of the church! Regardless of recognizing the depth of the trance, Man said through mental ventriloquism, "I told you not to overreact. Don’t overreact!"……………………………….