The Lady of Uluru
Otto studied the man across the table from him. David Patterson looked like a typical Aussie, with sun burned, sharp features, and that peculiar way of talking that they were known for. They were meeting to assign Otto’s people to different areas of the country so they could best be used to help improve things.
“As you requested, we’ve ten airports for you and your people to look into and make recommendations and suggestions. All in all, it should take two weeks of hard work.” Patterson looked over at Otto, who nodded.
“That’s what we were told, so let’s call the rest in and give them their assignments.”
“That’s what I like about you Yanks,” Patterson smiled. “Short on talk and ready to get to work.”
Otto shrugged. “That only makes sense.”
Patterson got up and opened the door to the room. “Come in,” he called, and Otto’s party trooped in. “Please sit down at the table. Your places are marked.” Patterson then stepped to a large map of the country which had red markers pushed in where the airports they were to visit lay. “You’ll fan out to these locations as marked. All you need to know is in the folders at your places. Please look through them and let me know if there are any questions, or if you have any suggestions.” He looked around expectantly, but no one said anything. After a few minutes he said, “Very well. Your aircraft and pilots are waiting outside. Be careful and good luck.”
The group filed out, but Otto remained behind. He would be going with Patterson to all the sites so they could help anyone who needed it. “I have a question for you.”
“Yes? What is it?”
“Are we going anywhere near Ayers Rock?”
“As a matter of fact, we’ll fly right over it. I can drop down and circle it so you can have a good look.”
“That would be great.”
“It’s really quite something. Just for your information, the aborigines call it ‘Uluru.’”
“There’s also a mysterious apparition associated with it.”
“It’s said that a lady dressed in a white robe appears at certain times to travelers near there.”
Otto felt a chill. “Are there reports that she says anything to the travelers?”
“Well, again, these stories are not proven, but supposedly she encourages them.”
“I might have seen her, but it was in a vision or a dream.”
“Was her face hidden?”
“That was the one. You must be a special person. I’ve only heard about her appearing to others I know. So, are you ready?”
“Let’s go, then.”
They picked up their travel bags and cases with their paperwork and walked out to the aircraft waiting outside. They got in and took off on the first leg of their journey.
“There it is!” David pointed straight ahead. Otto leaned forward and saw the massive bulk of Ayers Rock shimmering in the heat.
“Wow!” exclaimed Otto. “It’s bigger than it looks in the pictures.”
David nodded. “That’s what most people say.”
Otto studied the rock as it came closer. “Say, is there any possibility we could land there and have a closer look?”
David hesitated. “Well, that would be an unauthorized change in our flight plan, but all right. I have friends in high places.” He put the aircraft over into a bank and came down to the desert floor. “Ready-made field,” he explained.
Otto nodded. “Yes. This is like our White Sands at home.”
Patterson nodded. “I’ve read about that. A lot of testing went on there.”
They rolled out and Patterson brought the airplane to a stop and switched off the engine.
“All ashore that’ s going ashore!” he called.
“Is this a dry lake bed?” Otto asked.
Patterson nodded. “I believe it is.” They got out of the airplane and walked over to the rock, joining some others who were standing there. Otto reached out and touched the rock.
The scene before him faded away, and he was back in the desert he had seen while on the flight. Once again the woman in white came walking toward him, stopping when she was about three feet away. Again, he sensed rather than heard her words.
“You have come to the source of my power. My message to you is the same. Believe in it. Believe…believe…believe…”
The desert of his vision faded and he was back standing at the rock.
“Are you all right?” Patterson asked. “You were out of it for a few seconds.”
“Yes, I’m fine. I had another vision of the woman I was telling you about.”
“I see. Anything new?”
“No. She keeps repeating the same message. She must want me to listen to it.”
“Hmmm. I don’t know. I’ve been around some odd things in my time, but this is one of the oddest.”
“It is that. I’ve looked around enough. Let’s get going.” And I don’t know if I’m relieved or glad about that, Otto thought. I wonder what else I’m going to find out on this trip.