{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Verdana;}{\f1\fnil Verdana;}} \viewkind4\uc1\pard\b\f0\fs18 Next, a being on the opposite side of the table spoke. Looking like a small dark-haired human, his eyes were so dark that they almost shined. \par \par His eyes seemed to pierce right through my own, and I found it difficult to look at him. Claiming to represent the Federation of Planets of this galaxy, he said that there are over 120 different member civilizations. \par \par Someday, Earth will be asked to join, but only if they are successful in repelling the invasion force. Otherwise, Earth could become a target by the Federation until the reptilians are removed.\par \par This dark-haired human said that I was selected to speak with all of these aliens because each species had contributed to my DNA creation. I was made for the express genetic purpose of belonging to many different groups.\par \par Because of that, each group would be more willing to listen to me and accept my ideas since I partially belonged to them. \par \par Continuing, he said that my soul-personality had agreed to this mission long ago, undergoing training in many galaxies and alternate universes. He said that much of what they told me now would stay hidden in my cellular memory until each piece of information becomes necessary. \par \par Future hardships and sadness would condition me for my mission. Not wanting to hear any of this, I tensed up to the point of vomiting. \par \par The next thing I remember, I was still in the chair with another being talking to me.\par \pard\qc\b0\f1\par }