She liked to think. What did she like to think? She was having a dumb day and wanted to blame the fog. Maybe he falls, he slides, if that is a useful word, from his experience of an objective world, the deepest description of space-time, where he does not feel a sense of future direction - he slides into her experience, everyone's, the standard sun-kissed chronology of events. Am I the first human to abduct an alien?