Chapter 28

The police officer drove me in his police car to the corner of Oakey and Jones Boulevards. The sign at the corner said, "Rawson-Neale Psychiatric Hospital." Bingo!

The officer pushed the door bell by the gate. An African-American woman opened the gate of the hospital, and took me inside. She had me sit in an office. "I'm Sandra, one of the psych nurses. What brings you here?"

"I have an urgent message for the President of the United States," I said.

"Which is?" asked the nurse.

"The Russians are plotting to use an antisatellite weapon I developed to destroy the US defense satellite network."

"I see." She took out some sheets of paper and a pen. "What is your name?"

"Dr. Michael Sanglao of the Office of Naval Research. I'm a Navy physicist."

"Where were you born?"

"Here in Las Vegas."

"Do you hear voices in your head?"

"Yes, God speaks to me all the time."

"Do you possess any special powers?"

"I can talk to God and see things nobody else can see."

"What kinds of things do you see?"

"I once saw a cross made of fire surrounded by a Rosary of fire."

"I see," said the nurse. She jotted down notes on her sheets of paper. "So you're some sort of scientist?"

"Yes," I said.

"I see you have a problem with delusions," the nurse said. "You were walking the streets of Las Vegas aimlessly with no money and yet you claim to be a scientist."

"That's right," I said. "I received my Ph.D. from Harvard."

"Grandiosity and delusions," the nurse said. "I have no choice but to admit you involuntarily to this facility. The doctor will see you tomorrow."