My father ran into the room and found no one there. From what I remember – it was not dark – so I suppose it must have been a Summer’s evening. The room was clean, tidy, and painted in a bright colour – probably off-white, or something like that. It is a curious event as I have never seen anything similar in my life. Whatever the case, the Editor – HE Bulstrode (a friend of mother) – gathered all these stories together and I think the original author’s should have been credited. Still, this is just what I am doing in this post. Did I imagine an event that other people I do not know (or have ever met) experienced exactly the same delusion? How could this happen? Why would this happen? Interesting.
SANGHA KOMMUNE (SSR) 