text:  to get across the top of it to look at the Sycamore Basin. When we reached the other side to look at the basin, we saw nothing. And the sun was going down, we saw no lights. Coming back, we're walking through the forest in the dark on the top of the mountain, and I think it was Alexandra nudging me again. She goes, look. Very nonchalantly, I looked up, and there's one of these amber balls of light through the trees. And it's coming from the opposite side of the mountain.