He sat perfectly motionless and wore grey suede gloves. He idly brushed his lips with the back of a glove, and when he put his hand down, the back of his glove was bright red and the red on his mouth was smeared, so I knew he was wearing lipstick. “Then I could see that his mouth was a perfectly straight slit. Apparently, he did not have what we call lips, so the lipstick was put on as a decoy — his mouth was more like a ventriloquist’s dummy.
The story gets weirder still, the MIB took a coin out of his pocket and asked Hopkins to hold it:
He said, ‘Watch the coin,’ and it started to develop a silver color instead of copper, and then the silver became bluish and the penny was getting quite fuzzy, out of focus, blurred, and then it simply was gone — it slowly dematerialized.
The MIB told the doctor in no uncertain terms that he must destroy all evidence of the UFO that he had gathered.
As he spoke his last words, I noticed his speech was slowing down. His words became slower and farther spaced. He slowly got to his feet, unsteadily, and he said very slowly, ‘My – energy – is – running – low – must – go – now – goodbye.’ Just like that.
Hopkins watched, shaking, as the MIB slowly helped himself down the stairs at the front of his house, shuffle off and disappear into a bright light at the corner of the street. Hopkins was packing his pants and destroyed all evidence as requested.
