This story all started, three years ago as I, Jimmy Moon, was sitting in my office at the University of Wyoming when I received an urgent knocking on my office door by my secretary, Dorothy Lang. Now Dorothy is someone whom I trust explicitly. She is and always will be the best secretary I've ever had. Jimmy and Jenny had decided to leave and were still near the gold mine when they both heard a shout in their heads, "Please come back! Please spend more time with us!"They turned around and started back towards where the aliens had made their home close by where their spacecraft had crashed. As they got close to the group of aliens standing by their spacecraft, they began waving Jimmy and Jenny to enter the craft with them. The craft was a strange gray shinning surface and they could not see any lines or noticeable fasteners like screws or bolts, just beautifully smooth seamless curving lines.As they entered, they could see inside. There were a lot of colored lights. It was hard for Jimmy to take it all in. It made Jenny think of Star Trek on T.V. Now is that crazy?Starting with a few notes, Charlie Moon opened his eyes and realized he was home, in his own bed. The constant hum of the alien's craft no longer remained in his head. His head, now he was hit by the pounding that he had experienced upon returning to earth after each of his trips with the small grays. In all his life he could not have imagined everything that had come to be since discovering their camp within the mountain. As he lay there, he was thankful for everything he had experienced, everything he had learned, everything he had been able to do in his life. He just never would have imagined that aliens were really real! As he raised his head the sunlight coming in from his window crossed his face with a welcoming warmth. He missed the sun, the wind and breeze, and the smell of the earth and trees on his trips with his friends.