Okay, so you say there was a large vehicle. A large, yellow vehicle, sort of like a twinky with wheels. And it screamed something? "Let the love wash the hair from your skull?" That's kind of disturbing, isn't it? How did it make you...feel? And then you saw a missed opportunity? Who was potentially involved with the misser of another opportunity, with the key to the North Pole up his sleeve? They're going to send you tomorrow, you say? What is the significane of this? Every sentence in this article is a question, except this one. How big was the cliff? Where did the wheelchair land?