Sarah is trying to say something to you, but your mind is not open enough to hear. You are asked if she is speaking, conveying a message to you and say yes, but you can't hear it. You are frustrated by the question because you want to understand, but you hear nothing. You are then told that everything is all right and you will see them again and perhaps then communication will be possible.
This voice guides you back to the escalator and once again you step off but this time you are in a darkened room. The walls are made of huge rocks cemented into place. Filtered light is coming in through small, narrow windows. The floor and ceiling are hewn out of rough timbers and there before you is a table. The table consists of wide wooded planks, hand polished down to a semi-smooth finish and fastened together by pieces of iron. You are asked if there is anything on the table and you answer: "Yes."
There is a sword. You are told to pickup the sword. It is heavy it requires two hands to lift it. It is a broadsword. You are asked to describe the sword. It has a highly polished and has a rectangular engraved gold hilt and jewel encrusted gold handle. You become aware that your vision is obstructed and realize for the first time that you are wearing a helmet and that you have no peripheral vision because your sight is limited to the size of opening of your visor. This shock forces you to see that you are wearing a coat of chain maille and armour. Lowering the sword you step to the left and cautiously look around the room and discover that you are alone. You are informed that you are a Knight Templar and the sword is "Excalibur' and you must be truly blessed because you can see the true shape and colors of the sword. Your mind questions this implausible explanation but agrees to continue with the experience.
Once again you return to the escalator and then enter another realm and find yourself in a large room with another woman. This room appears to have uneven plaster on the walls and wood plank framing along the walls and ceiling. It almost looks colonial in fashion but much rougher. The woman is short, barely over five feet tall and older than Sarah. She is wearing a long, light brown robe and her face is partially hidden by the hood of her garment. You are asked who she is and you answer: "Mary."
Once again you are asked if she is saying anything to you and once again you hear nothing.
Out of a window, you see a hill and are instructed to climb the hill because there is someone there to meet. As you approach the summit you see a tall man with short beard. You instantly recognize this man as Jesus. This time you are shocked because you realize that he is directly communicating with you. His lips are not moving but you clearly hear his message, "Believe in me!" This admission opens a flood of emotion, tears stream from your eyes and you are swallowed up in self-guilt and denial.
