"It seems like there was a lot going on, but I don't remember. I — I — remember when Whitley thought the roof was on fire. I don't remember that. But I remember it was like a culmination of a lot of other — it was like — it was surprising, because it was like a culmination of a lot of other activity. I don't — I don't — seems like it was late and not dark but I don't remember that, and it's not clear. But it doesn't seem like it was dark enough.

Usually it's so dark. It's all dark. And so restful and quiet, but I don't get that feeling about it.

I get the feeling that Whitley was up all night, and it was this thing and that thing and finally it was the roof. It was something else other than the roof on fire. There was something about the stove for another reason."

"What's going through your mind now?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? Concentrate hard."

"I just see a light. I mean, it's not dark. You know, it's not dark."

"Yet when you came back from the restaurant you were struck by how dark it was."

"Did I say that?"

"Yes."

"I remember the house was dark, because we couldn't see. I remember thinking they can't see the guest room very well and they'd never seen it before. Of course they could have turned on the light. It was very dark outside. I don't believe we turned on many lights. We Just went to bed. We were all very tired and we all just wanted to go to bed. The thought flitted through my mind, you know, as the hostess, should we drink something or sit and talk.

but we all just wanted to go to bed."

"What time was it?"

"I think it was about nine."

"When you came back from the restaurant?"

"You were very tired. You get tired earlier out there. It's funny. Restful. Affects everybody. Never stay up late."

"I don't know what the calendar says, but I get the sense that there was a new moon that night. Very little moonlight." (Dr. Naiman had not been told that there was a heavy fog all night and it was inky black due to the lack of reflected light in this sparsely populated area.

The moon was waning and past the half. It rose about 10:30 and set in the pre dawn hours.)

"No."

"No what?"

"I — it — I don't know. It seems like there was a light."

"Tell me about it."

"No. I don't think there was. I think I just think there was. I mean — it's just that I have my eyes closed and it's not dark. It's light."

"You're back on that night, October fourth?"