Paranormal Pentagon
May, 2005
It was 1983. Major General Albert Stubblebine III, commander of military intelligence, stared at his wall in Arlington, Virginia and decided to do it. As frightening as the prospect was, he was going into the next office. He stood up and moved out from behind his desk."What is the atom mostly made of?" he thought. "Space!"He started walking."What am I mostly made of? Atoms!"He quickened his pace, almost to a jog now."What is the wall mostly made of? Atoms! All...
