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who crowded the top of Pilan Hill the next day. Brian, of course, was at the
head of the throng, and his picture made the front page of the newspaper that
evening. Greg's name wasn't even mentioned, though Brian swore he'd told the
reporters who had really made the discovery.

On the TV news that night, dozens of people claimed to have heard God speaking
from the bush, commanding them to preach his gospel or warning that
homosexuality was going to make everyone burn in Hell, even giving one woman
what she claimed were sure to be winning lottery numbers. A priest and a rabbi
were more cautious about declaring it a miracle, but they only got a few seconds
of air time. The zealots made better press.

During the news broadcast, Dan and Tom started calling Greg "Moses," and kidding
him about tablets. He went to bed early.

Greg's physics instructor, Dr. Richards, mentioned the phenomenon in class the
next day, saying he was sure there was a perfectly rational reason for whatever
was going on up there-- if indeed anything was going on at all -- which prompted
Greg to give his account of what had happened to him. He told about going up the
next day and how Tom had decided that it was static electricity.

"Theorized," Dr. Richards said. "Your friend was unable to decide anything,
based on the evidence you've presented, but his theory is certainly sound. A
little testing should either confirm or disprove it."

He arranged to hike up to see the mysterious bush that afternoon with Greg, but
as they drove toward Pilan Park with their bag full of instruments in the trunk
of Greg's car, they discovered a throng of people completely surrounding the
hill, crawling over it like ants on an antpile that had just been kicked. At the
top of it, clearly visible even without binoculars, pulsed a flickering blue
aurora at least ten feet high.

"It seems to have grown in intensity as well as popularity," Dr. Richards
remarked as Greg drove slowly through the packed parking lot.

"I wonder if all the extra people have anything to do with it?" Greg asked. "It
was bigger the second time, when there were four of us, than it was the first
time with just me."

"Possibly," Dr. Richards said. "That's something to consider, but it could
simply be growing in intensity for some other reason."

Greg had to stop while a line of white-robed Krishnas or some such people
crossed the road in front of the car. All but the first one had their eyes
closed and were holding onto the waist of the person in front of them. "It went
out, though," Greg said. "Both times, the...whatever it was went out after a
couple of minutes."

"It doesn't appear to be doing so now," Dr. Richards said, peering through the
throng toward the top of the hill.