Randy swallowed hard as he recalled his agnostic way of thinking that had once seemed so intelligent and so profound. He was now very embarrassed and he felt ridiculous. In all of his attempts to be wise, he had become a fool. "In the very same way that you did not recognize 'order' and called it 'chaos, ' you are still unable to recognize Truth that stands before you now." The nameless Figure spoke very calmly as though he had all the time in the world and was under no obligation either to speed up or slow down the process. The rhythm and meter in which he conducted himself was unlike anything Randy had seen before, and liquid panic began to surge through his body moving from his spinal cord outward as if it was blood coursing through his veins